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among paintings of a burning house by raido-ehwaz, literature
among paintings of a burning house
we first kissed in the chapel of a bookshop where we'd never met, only dreamed. sometimes things you aren't sure you've actually seen show up on old films you develop a year after you sober up. sometimes we dream of connections and the strange relief of losing everything— then awaken to search for the same. sometimes i can't put my finger on it, still i know it's there: a tiny spark that might dissolve like a dream, or become brushstrokes on an unfinished canvas. we first met in another bookshop. i don't remember the words we said then, only what i dreamed.
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Wish Fulfillment Excerpt: Small Talk by RoloCBaez, literature
Wish Fulfillment Excerpt: Small Talk
The following is a censored version of the original text. All strong language or curse words have been blanked out. The two friends agreed to meet at Rolo's house first then drive together to the party. As the two drove along, they noticed dark storm clouds moving in. It had been a pleasant summer's day a mere two hours before with clear skies and radiant sunshine. Now, a thunderstorm appeared imminent. "Well, that's an ominous sign," said Jake with a bit of a chuckle. "Oh shut up, it's just Midwest weather," Rolo responded as he continued driving. Despite his dismissal, the sight of storm clouds didn't exactly calm his nerves. "I just hope this goes well," he thought as they pulled up to the driveway of the address they'd been given. *** Andrew was in the living room when he heard a knock at the door. "Hmm, did someone order something," he wondered as he went towards the front
Water Music by Happyhedonic, literature
Water Music
Just a little water music beside the soft moon light A curious fire’s burning inside this delicate night If you want the waves can carry you away Floating you gently unto another plane Just a little water music to ease the daily pain a little water music to send you on your way She turned somewhat startled I smiled, and her body eased What do you search for out in the sea? I asked her nonchalantly, as wet sand squeezed delightfully through her toes It whispers of our past and all we were The secrets of the universe live within the ocean tides Time can change and perspectives become rearranged But, miraculous mysteries always flow within her majestic waves It also brings you back to me, she explained Away from your watery grave I shed a tear and stood with her Soon I knew I would have to go We had the ocean we held each other tight We had this moment we shared the night These sorrows I feel much deeper than fears But somewhere all is well Someday I'll join you there When