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helplessnessEach breathis a strugglehelplessness in Free Verse More Like This
though I'm not the one coated
in thick
gluttonous
oil
each step is astruggle
like moving through molasses
bitter black drips
of my face
not Gulf crude
but tears
unexplained thingsRain tapped moodily against the window, streaking down the sides of the building. She breathed against it and pressed her hand against the cold glass, watching as it fogged up and evaporated. The silver sheets of water obscured everything. The people living in the nice parts of town, the other people living in this ratty, broken-down building, all would be seeing the same thing. She briefly imagined herself in one of those luxury apartments with soft, clean carpets and fluffy down beds, but the flickering of the one fluorescent lightbulb brought her back to reality.unexplained things in Short Stories More Like This
Suddenly the whole apartment went dark. She lunged for the flashlight on th
TimeLook around you.Time in Free Verse More Like This
To the left, maybe to the right,
maybe even behind you
is a small piece of nature.
In this case, an ancient and towering forest of magnificent hemlocks
and oak trees.
High in the branches
of one dignified old oak tree,
branches bent and bowed with moss and age
sat a young sparrow
guarding her nest with its three smooth, perfect eggs.
Then one day, strange creatures entered the forest
they were unlike anything the mother had ever seen.
Taller than the tallest moose, more vicious than a hungry lynx--
though with none of its silent, predatory grace--
belching black, toxic smoke with long,
shining silver dea
heheheheheheheheheheThis is a totally random story where person continues other person story.hehehehehehehehehehe in Emotional More Like This
Once upon a time there was a pony who really really really liked to eat cheese and pickles and snails. Now this here pony likes to eat printer paper also like pretty pretty paramecium! Hehehehehehehehe once upon a time this pony was really fat and obese and went to the doctor and the doctor mistakenly classified it as swine flu but in reality the pony was just really fat. Mr. Bones (the doctor) um was too sucked in to painting his phalanges to notice that the pony drew a smiley face in the middle of his phalanges. So Mr. Bones prescribed stuff like eating shoes and bou
Tilikum part 5have you everTilikum part 5 in Free Verse More Like This
heard the cry
of one who's lost
i have
it's haunting my dreams
i am the caller
have you ever
seen a ghost
i have
his features inhabit
my eyes
have you ever heard
of longing
i have i define it
have you ever felt
sorrow
i have he lives in me
he sits between my flippers
heavy on my heart.
Tilikum part 4today it rainsTilikum part 4 in Emotional More Like This
soft droplets roll down my skin
like tears
I don't flinch away.
I can't remember the word
for what I'm feeling
and my head hurts too much
to try.
not anger
not depression
not even grief
numbness.
I feel numb.
let me go
please let me go.
for now I close my eyes
and feel
the soft
sensation
of fal
li
ng.
Tilikum part 2They say this life is easy.Tilikum part 2 in Emotional More Like This
They think I don't understand them, with their harsh human voices--rough, unmusical, flat. It hurts my ears to hear the music of the humans. But I do. I know from the way they feed me, the way they act around me, like I'm their big pet, their remora fish, the tagalong who hangs on to them all the time and needs them to survive.
They are wrong.
I don't need them.
I need the ocean. I need my family.
Every day is warm water, dead fish. Every day is training and being snapped at and smiling humans. Every day is a million flashes of a million shiny rocks and humans gasping at me from behind a glass wall.
And the
Sta.sh
