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at night when the sea rushes in to meet the land I climb into the bathtub and make an island of myself
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Desk Birds
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Firebreather
When the beams finally gave way and the attic collapsed into the cloud of smoke that had threatened to billow through the roof, his eyes blazed the same orange-red that peeked through the smoke. He stared at it from the cover of a bush across the field behind the house, unmoving as it collapsed in on itself, bit by bit, board by board. Even as the last embers caught on the evening breeze before the fire ran out of things to burn, he remained, unmoving. When the last haze of light crept away over the horizon, he ran, eyes held shut until he cleared the first few trees that marked the edge of the forest. As he passed more trees—from memory, from practice—he slowly let his eyes creep open, the blazing orange-red illuminating the floor of dark forest in front of him as he ran. His guardians had taught him this. They’d practiced it over and over again, in case the day ever came. He was to run and not look back, to travel by darkness until he reached the bunker at the base of the far
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Protocol
It was far from the first time a dreamhopper tried to escape, and Dr. Markus Albrecht knew it would be far from the last. Hell, Reik had done it at least four times since discovering he could, and once his time in solitary was up, there was no doubt he’d do it again. The problem wasn’t that the dreamhoppers could bounce between dreams and potentially escape; every leap from one dream to the next left a trail of sorts, lingering magic that would lead to the next dream, and so on. No, the problem was more complex, and was one he should’ve expected that Belcott had figured out already. Once a dreaming person was pulled from their dream back into the waking world, their dreamscape would exist only in their subconscious, and it became much more difficult to find any trail to follow in the first place. “Sir, Reik has been locked down in simulated dream space. They recommend giving him about 6 hours to make sure his consciousness is still all there before speaking with him.” Markus sighed,
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A Simple Task
It was supposed to be a simple task. Deliver the pouch to the old lady who lived in the house up the hill, get paid, then be on her merry way. As soon as she arrived and saw that the front door of the dilapidated manor was wide open, hanging on one barely attached hinge, she took her phone out of her pocket and called him back. When it went to the man’s answering machine, she said in no uncertain terms that the pay rate would be double the original quote. Once sure the message had been left, she stepped inside the house, braced for something far less than simple. Upon seeing the remains of the old lady on the dining room table, carved out in a way that could only be described as grotesque, she called him back again, this time demanding triple the original quote. He still didn’t answer, so as she climbed the stairs to the second floor landing, she sent him a text as well. After she killed the first hired gun on the second floor, she called him once more, this time stating that she
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the Kamogawa flows from mountain to ocean— ritual routine like the sun rising and professing my love to you
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It had taken him a year to traverse the Desolate Continent, his rucksack getting smaller and smaller as his supplies ran out. He might have been able to get to his destination sooner with help, but he knew he had to make this journey alone. A clear map, a course plotted on paper, anything more concrete than the fleeting memories of the stories he'd been told as a child would have helped. But he had to make do. The world was at an impasse. No one was happy, but no one had an edge, either. His goal was to turn the tide in favor of his people. Of his history. Of the very power they once possessed. When he finally crossed the tundra and could see the skeletal remains of the giant—of the mythical force he'd spent his childhood dreaming of—even his shock that the being had been real couldn't overtake the awe of discovering an entire body. Though he was tired from his travels and exhaustion threatened to kick in, he was calculated. This one was stabbed clean through, both weapons present
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between two buildings
between two buildings on Hollywood Boulevard there is an abandoned plot of land where another once stood, and it is the only clear view of the Hollywood sign from the street. the most sought after view in Los Angeles caught, perfectly, in failure
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Nanny thinks the carpet is too soft to be my torturecage and the sofa and endtables are poor jailbars, but we are feline and we're too tough to care bigsister and littlesister are lioncubs today baby lionesses, authentically, we even lap milk from ceramic bowls, bellies swollen from the orders we give: 'emily, you're the zookeeper. Get us more milk.' She hates serving us, she's only four but she's getting strong and someday she'll earn predator status. (give thanks that we do not consume you, emily, your fingers peek through the cagebars and they are white and young and blood is sweeter than breastmilk) Roar. We are learni
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Brackish
After the wet season, before the midsummer night's drought, I flight for the floodplains, where the northern downpour bleeds out and sweeps its love to the mouth of my lungs. I sleep in the crux of an oxbow, let my dreams flux and flow fractured, deltaic. For this is the way I piece myself apart, a resolution, my absolution in a new avulsion. During the day, I move south towards the river mouth, picking pebbles, coral fangs from the riverbed. A loose tooth is a common truth in these parts. Bones are febrile, eyelashes are made of chalk, salt. Tears turn brackish. They cake and crack on the flats of my hands. This is my Pang
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Even Though
There will be no caged fingers, no tendons finely tuned to A from tension. There will be no clenched teeth, gritting rosin, to make the final singing note growl. There will be unwinding bed-sheets, hands slowly releasing the tuning pegs. There will be slowly sliding scales as the four limbs loosen past playing. There will be a simple, quiet exit, not to ovation, but to a hushed audience who anticipate an encore, even though it is uncertain.
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Poetry Self-Edit Checklist
Poetry Self-Edit Quick Start Guide and Checklist Introduction The idea behind this is to give newer poets a way to better edit their poetry themselves, without having to rely as much on an external editor.  It can be frustrating, especially for new poets to request feedback from a friend, or worse, to post a poem, and have all of the responses be about grammatical errors and other details.  We write poetry to convey ideas and emotions, and when something is off technically about the poem it distracts the reader.  When a reader is distracted enough to notice an error or other problem it means they might spend th
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Actinium Dreams
Y'all have any idea how downright frustrating it is to be the granddaughter of one of the most powerful and celebrated superheroes ever — Ulysses Randall Martin, the iconic Mr. Uranium — and yet have no special talent of your own? I mean, it's not like I don't have my own elemental superpower: like almost all of Grandpa's progeny, I do. But how much good is the ability to produce hard-hitting Alpha and destructive Beta rays if you can barely control it and never quite turn it off? At least I'm not as bad off as my son Frankie; I love him to death, but when left alone the poor boy is totally unstable and downright dangerous: the wor
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Rock Me
autumn blunders in, clumsy stiff fingers frosted still by early winds, rocking trees back and forth red leaves splatter the ground paint drops, hanging from drooping branches, rotten fruit still litters the sidewalks i head south for the fall with the ducks. the train creaks like aching joints there's a crow on my windowsill, ruffling his feathers the trees flash by red -yellow-red my ticket's got a hole in the middle from being folded over and over the crow says "summer ain't that great, Peach Girl." i watch the sky and ignore his clicking black beak "the autumn's gonna follow right behind ya 'n turn the whole world re
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Housewarming
She opens windows in  their wintery home, hopes to let the cold out when it doesn't work she scratches matches to life and burns the house down.
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swimming, not drowning.
when you're waist-deep in a love you know you shouldn't have even dipped your toes into, you spend a lot of time cursing the current. you try to stamp your feet but find the sand's up to your ankles and seaweed is tied in bows around your calves. the waves begin to climb, breaking on your collarbones and splashing your face. breath seems to take up more space in your chest. you bring air into your body in the shortest bursts possible and it spills back out like machine gun fire. sometimes, though-- mostly in the first hours after sunrise, when you're alone with the space she inhabited on your couch and her perfume on the back of your knees--
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Found on Newest, Vol. 10
One of the most polarizing things about the Newest page is that there's no filter, and that it's literally just deviations right as they're submitted. The bright side to browsing Newest is that you have the chance to run into a variety of good art of...well, anything and everything, really! So, here are some more great works that I've found while browsing Newest!
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Hi everyone! I hope you're all doing well. It's an interesting sort of week when you work from the lobby of a dentist's office, but the boy needed some dental work done so I am here while he's getting that taken care of. Life has an interesting way of putting you in odd places while doing normal things though, doesn't it? It seems like there's a lot of really great music coming out as of late, from all sorts of sources. What are you all listening to? I'm always interested in music recommendations, so if you've got any recent finds to share, drop them my way! Recent Favourites Around the Community
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Found on Newest, Vol. 9
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Deviousness Award

A deviant for nine years, ikazon is a monumentally influential member of DeviantArt. A champion of DeviantArt’s literature community, he’s contributed his own writing and journal skins to the community since he first joined DeviantArt. In 2011, ikazon became a Community Volunteer, shining a light on undiscovered pieces in both the DeviantArt related and literature galleries. His dedication to the community quickly made him a beloved figure on DeviantArt. Soon after, in 2012, he was hired as a full-time staff member, where he ran multiple community projects, such as the 2014 and 2015 Valentine’s Day Exchange!

However, ikazon’s contributions to the community extended past his time as a community volunteer and a staff member. From contributing journal skins to the CalendarProject to leaving encouraging comments for his fellow community members, ikazon’s supporting presence has been felt all across DeviantArt.

We’re proud to name ikazon as the Deviousness Award recipient for March 2016!
Awarded Mar 2016

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My pleasure, thank you for sharing your work with us! :la:

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gilronanProfessional Traditional Artist
Thank you.
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ikazon Writer

No worries! :)

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EvuieHobbyist General Artist
Hi! How are you? :eager:
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ikazon Writer
:wave: I'm doing pretty well! Just getting started on my day right now. How are you? :la:
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EvuieHobbyist General Artist
That's good!

I''m doing well! :)