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Lukewarm GeneticsBRASS SECTION, GOLukewarm Genetics3 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
Out of her trumpet flies a tiny whale, and the trumpeteer stealthily stuffs him into her pocket. She runs away to a dark alley, and carefully places the little whale in a dumpster where hundreds of other miniscule whales reside, swimming in a pool of water.
The mother whale swoops down from the sky and opens her mouth, letting the little whales in. SHRinks and goes through a portal in the blacktop.
In this parallel universe, the sky is the ocean and the ocean is the sky. Little birds swim through the watery sky.
One of the birds lets out the sound of a goat. The sound of a man screaming in horror. He holds the key.
To
My Mother & Her TwinFor my mother and her Twin:My Mother & Her Twin2 months ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
On seeing a photo of old canning jar lids laying useless on a counter, awaiting new life, I was transported back to Ann Bridgers' kitchen, where rough-hewn boards formed a lattice of glass jars in shades of mint and water, filled with everything a cook's heart could pine for - home-preserved effort from last year's garden, honey from the hive in the yard under the lilac, herbs and wild things dried whole and curled more strangely than the cats weaving through the rafters, waiting for the rattle of victuals on tin.
It was a child-free chapel of pickles, beets and strawberry jam, pie filling and apple cider vinegar
Nonno's GardenIt’s strange to think that you’re not here anymore.Nonno's Garden4 months ago in Emotional More Like This
I remember when we were younger and we’d arrive to see you. The first place we’d go was to the window, pressing our faces against the glass to try and catch a glimpse of you. We’d look out, and you’d be there. Like you always were. In the garden.
Each trip was different, an adventure. There were rows of neatly sown lettuce seeds, bean stalks twice as tall as we were, ripe strawberries just waiting to be found by our greedy little fingers. Tomatoes would be taken and made into sauce, lemons would be squeezed to create limoncello, grapes transformed into
Giving Again."So…" I look over at her, but she's looking up.Giving Again.3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I see the corner of her mouth lift and she says:
"I love your family."
I let out a relieved sigh and send up a mental 'thank god'.
"Well that's good," I smile too," sorry if they seem a bit-off, though."
She laughs in a sudden burst,
her neck and upper back arching off the cement walkway,
her shoulders shaking.
"They're fine trust me. I'll visit again,"
She glances at me from the corner of her eye "…If I can?"
"Of course." I grin at her, but I don't know if she sees since she's still looking at the stars.
"So, when do I get to meet your parents?"
"You're not!" She nearly ye
My Fearshuddering with a slight grin, i feel my own cold blood roll down the cornor of my lips to my chin, my ice blue eyes locked with his deep crimson hatefilled glair, his anger raidating off him in waves of heat. beautifull heat. my body growing colder and colder, weaker and weaker, his sword shifts in my chest, my heart stopped for the moment, my vision growing dark about the fringes. with a sneer he leans forword and chuckles "you lose, and as for protecting her.. you fail as well. every thing you have fought for has been destroyed, shes now mine and you'll be left here to rot and decay, just like a memorie.. and when im done with her.. thereMy Fear3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Thank you, poem of friendshipThank you for being such a friend, and such a good person.Thank you, poem of friendship4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Thank you for trusting me for such a long time, and comforting me when I was insecure.
Thank you for letting me speak my mind, as you know I am very blunt, but true in what I say
Thank you for being empathetic when I needed to blow off steam, as my overblown pride is not great to hold it.
Thank you for remembering that I trusted you before all, and expected to never be let down.
Thank you for remembering that I miss you when you go, and look forward to seeing you again, as a good friend would.
Thank you for taking your serf over me, as you know them to be closer, and have more f
Memorie openercold, fucking cold am i, wandering around alone, snow, fucking snow, i hate it, im sick of it, every where theres ice cold snow, eating at me, biteing at me, hateing me as much as i hate it, unforgiving cold snarling and tearing at me with claws and fangs, my body weak, shuddering i fall face forword into the snow, sinking almost two feet before i finaly stop. shuddering again i push out my arm, it sinks about three more feet.. 'five feet of snow..' "AH HA! I KNOW WHAT I CAN DO! IM AN IDIOT!'' shuddering i quickly start to dig away snow from all around me, making a ciricle i faintly smile and silently laugh, packing snow around me i make a doMemorie opener4 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
a rose i will never fixsetting cold gray lifeless shards of crystal into the snow i gaze down at the once proud and lively crystal rose, living with crimson red and deep sea blue colors. i take a step back looking at it only once before turning and trudging off through the snow.. an odd set of wolf tracks seames to be my heading sighing out i bundle up tight walking deeper into the snow, the wind howling. i close my eyes and let the memories die with the rose, the shattared crystal rose that once belonged to some one dear to me, now only but a name in on a blank page. the night slowly grows on as i walk deeper into the snow strom, becomes a blizzard as i continue.a rose i will never fix4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
FriendsFriendsFriends5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Friends are a basis in life
Even though they might not be right
They stick with you until the end
Even when your life’s at an end
They help us grow everyday
They can even help us shape our way
They are always there to walk
Or even if you need to talk
They’ll always support you
Even through the crazy things you do
They provide protection
But they aren’t always perfection
When you fall they pick you up
Even when you’ve ran out of luck
Though they change from day to day
They’ll always be there to show the way
In the end they’re there to love
Just like a white little dove
WWL2, THE RISE OF GOLDEN ANGEL, Ch. 2 pt 2WWL2, THE RISE OF GOLDEN ANGEL, Ch. 2 pt 21 year ago in Drama More Like This
Commissioner Gordon stood on the roof, his hands in the pockets of his overcoat as he stared up at the bat signal that shined brightly on the clouds above. With him were two uniformed police officers, both of whom watched the signal on the clouds as well. The spotlight that sent it there illuminated much of the roof surrounding it, but behind it and in the distance, all was shrouded in shadows, and everyone present knew that Batman would emerge from those shadows. The sounds of the blowing wind would mask the approach of the Dark Knight and tensions were high as the three awaited him.
A loud, mechanical click sounded from behind them an
FW - Jen: Get a way through.FW - Jen: Get a way through.1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
> Jen: Look around again.
Okay. So you have no idea where you landed and if you can go back. This is going to be hard.
> ==>
Shit, this song has been stuck in your head all day and it makes you nervous. You start humming out of fear, in the hope it will go away. But it makes the situation only scarier.
> Jen: Cry for help.
You refuse.
> Jen: Skreech like an insect and take off your clothes.
What? No! That's rediculous. This voice in your head is weird shit, indeed. You decide to continue walking. The walls are covered in other paintings. You aren't very surprised, since you're still in that art gallery. Or are you?
> Jen: Stop walking
Silence to SoundThere is no tap, no sound.Silence to Sound2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
As if no presence is around.
The occasional flipping,
the rare zipping.
As people read their books with awe,
and others with phones to break the law,
There is silence.
People move in their seats from discomfort
into a new position of some sort.
The reading begins to stop,
and everyone starts to hop.
The clock has ticked
and my stuff must be picked.
There is sound.
I get out of class late,
I'll never get there at this rate!
Quickly I take the steps down the hall.
Happy, no one is in my way at all.
Up the stairs I run.
At her door, I have won.
There is silence.
Through the door I enter.
I pass by
Split PersonalitySplit Personality1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
'Hey.'
'….'
'I said Hey!'
'Shut up..'
'Hehe really now?'
'….'
'You are so childish'
'Just be quiet!'
'Seriously? You know I can't, don't you?'
'Just be silent.'
'That won't do. You're way to weak. You should thank me for being here. Hehe.'
'You are evil! You don't belong here!'
'You're saying that I'm evil? Do you even know what that means?'
'….'
'Wow you really are stupid, aren't you?'
'I'm not evil..'
'Pardon me?'
'I said I'm not evil!'
'hehehe.. of course not! …. Hey don't cry now… Jeez this is no fun at all.'
'….'
'You know we'll stay together like this forever, don't you?'
'….'
'Ye
Most Random Story EverOnce upon a time, there was a guy. He had a face. He looked into the mirror and thought of cheese. A pirate came out of the mirror. The pirate had a fedora. The guy looked at the pirate. The pirate exploded. The guy looked out the window. He saw a blue aardvark. The blue aardvark said, "Baasboossa!" The guy started dancing. A dog bit his leg. The guy stopped dancing. He thought of candles. Paper started exploding from his toilet. Cockroaches were on the paper. The guy walked into the living room. There was an English man speaking Japanese. There was a dolphin on his couch. Luke Skywalker was battling the taxman. It was the middle of July. TheMost Random Story Ever2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
To Lay UponThese nightmaresTo Lay Upon2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Accompany me all the time
Intimidation and terror
never leave my mind
I will not be left alone
These creeps seem to be always home
And every I time I close my eyes
I'll be in twisted paradise
Incubus, incubus
The parasite inside my mind
Incubus, incubus
My sweetest wine, my columbine
My disorder, my lunacy
The infinite form of severity
Incubus, incubus,
Grigori, Baphomet, Pazuzu
Tonight I tried to fall asleep
That's what I've strived now all the week
It's useless as my soul has died
It was long lost in this night fight
Sometimes I wish I believed in sins
I'd have something religion wins
But as I don
It took you...R.I.P Lee EonIt took you...R.I.P Lee Eon5 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
Today I got up.
Early in the morning,
and i started to feel
a strange and deadly feeling...
And then... it come to be truth.
You've die.
Now you're gone...
What the hell i'll do without you?
I will go ahead, hard, for you.
I'll grow up in your honor.
Until you being proud of me.
Now i want to know if you're Ok.
But i'll never know.
You're not here.
Death took you
You're not here.
I hope, you'll be fine
in whereaver you are.
I'll never see you again
And i think of it.
Now i fell on the floor thinking...
Why.... WHY YOU!?
It took you out of time.
It took you when life was like a dream
It took to you when you didn't have
Road Trip Chapter 3“Is that the best you can do?” Soiree yelled as he got up from being hit by a fireball. It was ten minutes into the fight between him and Iori and Iori was winning. “Don’t you ever give up?” Iori asked as he punched the idiot in the jaw, sending him into the ground. “Ow.. Little help here guys!” Soiree yelled as he gave his puppy dog look. “Nope.” “WHAT?! Why?!” Alba sighed. “You brought this on yourself.” “Mignon?” She shook her head. “I-I’m scared.” “Luise?” “Soiree…” “Kyo?” “I’ll pass.” “Not fair!Road Trip Chapter 35 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Road Trip Chapter 4“BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!” “What the hell are you doing?!” Jivatma demanded as he glared at his “apprentice” from across the room. “I’m practicing my evil laugh!” Jivatma rolled his eyes. “You sound more like a cat trying to cough up a hairball.” “But you have an evil laugh.” Soiree replied. “That’s my regular laugh.” “Oh. When are we gonna rob some banks?” “Rob banks?” “Yeah!” Jivatma sensed a headache coming on. “I don’t know. I am, however, going to the casino in ten minutes.” “I’m gonna get ready!”Road Trip Chapter 45 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Road Trip Chapter 5 “All set?” Luise asked as she and Mignon got in the car with Alba. “Yep. Hey, where’s Soiree?” “He found another ride home.” “Oh.” Mignon seemed disappointed. Well, until Luise handed her a bag of Skittles. “Yay!” Alba pulled onto the freeway. “Now Mignon, how about that Spice Girls CD?” “Okay!” She put it in and Alba started doing something Luise never expected…he began to sing. “Yo, I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want,So tell me what you want, what you really really want,I'll tell you what I want, what I really really want, So tell me whatRoad Trip Chapter 55 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Road Trip Chapter 2 “Let’s go get some break fest.” Kyo said the next day as Shingo prattled on about something or another. “Good idea! So, what’s on the agenda for today? Swimming? Bowling? Golf?” Getting rid of you. Kyo thought as he walked out the door, tripping over something in the progress. “What in the world?” There, sleeping on the porch, was Soiree. “Are you okay?” Shingo asked as Kyo poked Soiree with his shoe. “Is it time for break fest?” Soiree asked sleepily. “It’s time for you to explain why you were sleeping on the porch.” Kyo said as he looked at him. “It’s kinRoad Trip Chapter 25 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Sasuhinanaru - Chapter ThreeSasuhinanaru - Chapter Three3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sasuhinanaru – Chapter Three
By: Kibahina88
It's already 7:05. Where is he!?!? Thought Hinata. She was in the third training field, just
like the note Sasuke gave her said. She sighed. 7:07. Maybe I should just-
*Whoosh*
Hinata got up. Either there was just a sudden whooshing sound, or she's finally going
crazy. She kept debating with herself when she heard someone whisper into her ear, "Hello Hina-
chan. Glad you came." It was enough to make her
The Mage"I have all the power on these plainsThe Mage11 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
With them I could scorch you in the shower of flames
You say you have hundreds, I have thousands
With them I can even move the Grimnor mountains
You better watch what you say
Because to me your muscles are clay
You should be afraid, you wretched soul
Because to me, you have already thrown"
The hopeThe painThe hope1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Rips me apart
The sorrow
Burns my heart
The fear
Makes me flee
The anger
Consumes me
The hope
OdotanKuolema...Odotan1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Jokainen kuolee joskus
Se on osa elämää
Kukaan ei voi selvitä tästä maailmasta
Mutta silti...
En voi uskoa että et ole täällä
En voi uskoa...
Että minun on jatkettava elämää ilman sinua
Ei...
Minä en usko sitä
Sinä olet yhä täällä
Olet täällä kanssani
Olet edessäni,
vaikka en näe sinua
Sinä puhut minulle,
vaikka en kuule sitä
Sinä kosketat minua,
vaikka en tunne sitä
Minä odotan sinua
Odotan sinua niin kauan,
kun on pakko
Minä odotan sinua,
kunnes tapa
Sta.sh
