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Literature
Leavings
Leavings
By evening, the second death
of October leaves was ripe
in my nose - each death
scent again with gasoline.
How you leaned in to whisper,
repeatedly with earnest -
"burn pile", "burn can"
- and how I shrugged
them all off, to watch
instead intent
on the black flutterings
of the burn-motes lifting
to cinder-up and float off
into the orange and purple
dusking-haze above the cornfields:
You were always so focused
on our industrious makings; while I
on fleeting life of our leavings.
MaggotsX @ 09.12.2022
Writing
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Animals
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New Year: Lit Community Challenge
RESULTS ARE IN! Thank you to everyone who participated in this challenge! We had a total of seven participants, and it was great to see the effort put into boosting our community. Here's the prizes in descending order:@MagicalJoey - 640 pts
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@wishingunderthatstar - 55 pts C-C-C-COMBO BONUS! @magicaljoey and @heartdialect completed every task; well done! :clap: They both receive the special combo prize of 3-month core and a $25 Amazon gift card.AND... because @saturdaystorytellers completed every task except gre...
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Literature
Aphrodite's Dissertation
The sound of catamarans upon the foam,
the march of cavalry and weary knights
who lay their bodies down are coming home
to linens drying like a hundred kites;
if not for love, what force are sword and chain
that they may honor empires with their call,
if not for me, they all have died in vain
and made of Troy the laughingstock for all.
Indeed, your chamois shirts and littered socks,
the tender cartilage of tambourines,
unfinished wine, and little jew'llery box,
and dual hemispheres of nectarines
belong to me alone in my design:
the air you breathe, your everything, is mine.
DDs and DLDs suggested by me
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Personal Tarot
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Crow Project
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Literature
Bonedust
Your hands are spider-clawed
and I take flight to flee your calcifying web.
An icebreaker, you barrel through these boundaries
the selfsame way you shatter me.
I fear your hands on mine
because your x-ray fingers know too much.
I can’t let you discover
that my putrefying bones
no longer stream out sunlight.
Anti-Valentine Contest 2014
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SciFi
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