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FFM2017day23 - Compulsion

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FFM2017day23 - Compulsion

You step away from the beast that is now your daughter, mouth agape. How? HOW!? How could she have known? She is recumbent, restrained, repulsive in her bed. The demon that inhabits her creates a chilling smile on the face of a child you no longer recognise. You feel bile rush up your esophagus and it is all you can do to force it back down. “So it's true?,” it leers, dripping with a tone of satisfaction in seeing your distress, a visible acknowledgement of your shared secret. You turn to your wife, her face twisted in agonised uncertainty. Words fall out of your mouth halfheartedly. “The words of a delirious child, my

FFM2017day22 - CYOA Sacrifice

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FFM2017day22 - CYOA Sacrifice

You stand in a crowd near a cliff, awaiting the annual sacrifice ceremony with the other villagers. You are sixteen, the age of sacrifice. But you are male, and therefore ineligible. The same cannot be said for the fair maiden that stands only feet away from the cliff edge. She is this year's sacrifice meant to secure a bountiful harvest for your village. She is your love. #1 As you watch her shiny tresses blow in the wind your mind is frantic. You have tried to come up with a plan since the day her name was announced. An honour. A knife through your heart. You thought by now an idea would have come to you. Time to wing it. You rush the

FFM2017day21 - Be Careful blah blah blah

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FFM2017day21 - Be Careful blah blah blah

“You are sure?” “Yes. This time I am sure.” “You're sure you are sure?” “YES! I mean, yes. I was up all last night mapping it out on paper, all the things that I could see going wrong and changing the wording accordingly. I should have been a lawyer!” “Are you changing your mind? Is your final wish now to be a lawyer?” “NO! I mean, no. I am just saying... Oh man genies do not get humour on any level, do they?” “Being literal is a highly admired quality in a djinn. It is a point of pride, I'll have you know.” “Your honourable trait has ruined many

FFM2017day20 - Down Here

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FFM2017day20 - Down Here

Living in the city never prepares someone for how dark the night is. And it's nothing like the movies, where pitch black just means everything seems to have a grey filter on it. No. In the middle of the night, kilometres from the city, in the middle of a forest, at the bottom of an old well, it is dark. The amount of water I stand in varies throughout the day, but it never drops low enough for my shoes to dry out. I refuse to take them off even though my toes are well past the prune stage. The fetid stench of the thick slick that sits on the water's surface makes me adamant about that. Also, when I first woke up down here I disturbed a pile

FFM2017day19 - Could Have Been

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FFM2017day19 - Could Have Been

Breathe. Just breathe. In and out. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. Breathe. Brianne had been on edge for weeks before her trip. She should have figured that the most nerve wracking part of online dating would be the first face to face meeting. She had agonised over the smallest details in preparation, even getting her best friend to help choose the perfect shade for her hair. He was in to red heads. Eye brows, mani, pedi, buying new clothes, perfume and most importantly new lingerie, it all had to be done. Her mind was so busy that she didn't even get her usual anxiety about flying. It was everything that this trip went well, and that

FFM2017day18 - Melbrooks' Busy Day

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FFM2017day18 - Melbrooks' Busy Day

Teresa arrived home, opened the door and put her purse on the - “Mommy Mommy Mommy! You're finally home! Sit down! I want to tell you about my day! Melbrooks and I did so much together. We were, what is the word you told Daddy that your boss said you needed to be more of? Productive? We were so productive! Out in the yard we stopped a bug war. The ants and some flies, they were fighting over a cookie someone dropped on the sidewalk. Melbrooks said to break the cookie in two so they could each have half so that's what I did and then they were still fighting so I took half for myself. Daddy said it was ok because I didn't eat any of my b

FFM2017day17 - Exquisite Treasure

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FFM2017day17 - Exquisite Treasure

You finally found it. You now have in your hands something you have been searching for as long as you can remember. An all-consuming obsession lead to countless hours spent hunting high and low in any place you could get to. No greater treasure can be imagined. There is nothing more precious. It is a valuable tome, the key to endless wealth and leisure. The words scrawled inside are potent, full of secrets and mysteries. The contents are written in an arcane dialect that will need some translation, but you are up for the challenge. It is your sister's diary. Oh the power you will wield.

FFM2017day16 - In Me, You Survive

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FFM2017day16 - In Me, You Survive

It was a tradition that dated back to the beginnings of the family, a tradition born of hardship and the will to survive. So entwined in the very essence of the family was the practice that never once did any contemporary member admit to considering it out of date or in need of modification. Sure it was harder to abide by it these days, but that made the all the more significant. Jeremiah was like any other teenager, quick to eschew the social mores of society in favour of testing limits in hopes of finding himself along the way. This didn't mean that he had no respect for things that came before him. Jeremiah had been very close to his gran

FFM2017day15 - Big Top Geometry

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FFM2017day15 - Big Top Geometry

The sun was going down faster than a fat man on a tiny bicycle. Striped tents and gaudy makeup were giving me a headache, and no amount of cigarette smoke could make that lady's beard go away. It was my first big case, and leave it to fate to make it at one of the worst places on God's green Earth. Did anyone really care if some freak bit the bullet? My partner seemed to care more than making Sunday dinner, so that would have to do for me. “One bullet was enough for the both of them, huh?” I eyed the body, the bodies. Two men, connected at their sides like when you pull apart a grilled cheese and it's all stringy. Two separate ha

FFM2017day14 - First Snowflakes of Winter

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FFM2017day14 - First Snowflakes of Winter

I sat at my kitchen table one late December night with only a glass of whisky for company. The house was silent, an empty silence that echoed off the first snowflakes of the winter. This time of year always made me miss holiday dinners with family I remember from my childhood. The kind with a turkey and all the fixin's, steaming all pretty on the dining room table like a Rockwell painting. Someone would tell a joke and jovial laughter would travel through the rooms, carried on the scent of pine. Lights would twinkle brightly like my eyes, wide with anticipation of what Santa would bring. I missed us all sitting around the table sharing food
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A Run-On Sentence About Staying Where You Are

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A Run-On Sentence About Staying Where You Are

In a halo of messy hair and metal shavings everywhere my thoughts return to you and what I would do if we were less constricted, if we were less restricted, by the paths we've chosen that leave us almost frozen in warm beds with full heads, busy days set in our ways and complacent with energy spent on getting by, forgetting why we are even here and it becomes clear that things just are the way they are and it doesn't matter that you make me nervous, that the only time my thoughts find purchase is when they return to you and what I would do if we were less constricted, if we were less restricted.

Estelle Asks For A Refund

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Estelle Asks For A Refund

Estelle had locked herself in her cabin almost three days ago, and every hour became more terrifying than the last. She could not wrap her head around how she got in this predicament and that made her feel even more powerless. There was nothing she could do but try and wait for someone to help her, but the ship was far from land and Estelle felt rescue was unlikely. She was stuck in a spot between resourceful survivalist and complacent realist. If only her Arnold hadn't succumbed she might have had more desire to go on. She turned her head towards the door. More aimless shuffling down the hall. More moaning. At least the screaming seemed to

Hazy Dark

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Hazy Dark

I want to hold your hand in the hazy dark and walk with you in the dewy mist, holding our accepting free hands up while drops form and freely fall. The street light refracting like so many suns. Lamp light through branches, as if sent from the holy above. A seemingly endless upwards barrier. Breaths like I am underwater. Dried leaves fall like rain. A papery thud announces the end of their one descent.

Spring Cemetery Stroll

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Spring Cemetery Stroll

I. Contrails, mid-April. Blossom petals fall like snow. Cemetery, dusk. II. I would like to think that you walk with me always in soft sunset glow. III. Am I the last one among the gravestones and grass? Oh wait, the round moon.

falling petals

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falling petals

You belong with me walking slowly in the breeze under the grey sky amidst the falling petals of the apple blossom trees.

Not really

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Not really

Air thick and humid. If it were not for the breeze, I might suffocate.

FFM2017day23 - Compulsion

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FFM2017day23 - Compulsion

You step away from the beast that is now your daughter, mouth agape. How? HOW!? How could she have known? She is recumbent, restrained, repulsive in her bed. The demon that inhabits her creates a chilling smile on the face of a child you no longer recognise. You feel bile rush up your esophagus and it is all you can do to force it back down. “So it's true?,” it leers, dripping with a tone of satisfaction in seeing your distress, a visible acknowledgement of your shared secret. You turn to your wife, her face twisted in agonised uncertainty. Words fall out of your mouth halfheartedly. “The words of a delirious child, my

FFM2017day22 - CYOA Sacrifice

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FFM2017day22 - CYOA Sacrifice

You stand in a crowd near a cliff, awaiting the annual sacrifice ceremony with the other villagers. You are sixteen, the age of sacrifice. But you are male, and therefore ineligible. The same cannot be said for the fair maiden that stands only feet away from the cliff edge. She is this year's sacrifice meant to secure a bountiful harvest for your village. She is your love. #1 As you watch her shiny tresses blow in the wind your mind is frantic. You have tried to come up with a plan since the day her name was announced. An honour. A knife through your heart. You thought by now an idea would have come to you. Time to wing it. You rush the

FFM2017day21 - Be Careful blah blah blah

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FFM2017day21 - Be Careful blah blah blah

“You are sure?” “Yes. This time I am sure.” “You're sure you are sure?” “YES! I mean, yes. I was up all last night mapping it out on paper, all the things that I could see going wrong and changing the wording accordingly. I should have been a lawyer!” “Are you changing your mind? Is your final wish now to be a lawyer?” “NO! I mean, no. I am just saying... Oh man genies do not get humour on any level, do they?” “Being literal is a highly admired quality in a djinn. It is a point of pride, I'll have you know.” “Your honourable trait has ruined many

FFM2017day20 - Down Here

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FFM2017day20 - Down Here

Living in the city never prepares someone for how dark the night is. And it's nothing like the movies, where pitch black just means everything seems to have a grey filter on it. No. In the middle of the night, kilometres from the city, in the middle of a forest, at the bottom of an old well, it is dark. The amount of water I stand in varies throughout the day, but it never drops low enough for my shoes to dry out. I refuse to take them off even though my toes are well past the prune stage. The fetid stench of the thick slick that sits on the water's surface makes me adamant about that. Also, when I first woke up down here I disturbed a pile

FFM2017day19 - Could Have Been

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FFM2017day19 - Could Have Been

Breathe. Just breathe. In and out. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. Breathe. Brianne had been on edge for weeks before her trip. She should have figured that the most nerve wracking part of online dating would be the first face to face meeting. She had agonised over the smallest details in preparation, even getting her best friend to help choose the perfect shade for her hair. He was in to red heads. Eye brows, mani, pedi, buying new clothes, perfume and most importantly new lingerie, it all had to be done. Her mind was so busy that she didn't even get her usual anxiety about flying. It was everything that this trip went well, and that

FFM2017day18 - Melbrooks' Busy Day

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FFM2017day18 - Melbrooks' Busy Day

Teresa arrived home, opened the door and put her purse on the - “Mommy Mommy Mommy! You're finally home! Sit down! I want to tell you about my day! Melbrooks and I did so much together. We were, what is the word you told Daddy that your boss said you needed to be more of? Productive? We were so productive! Out in the yard we stopped a bug war. The ants and some flies, they were fighting over a cookie someone dropped on the sidewalk. Melbrooks said to break the cookie in two so they could each have half so that's what I did and then they were still fighting so I took half for myself. Daddy said it was ok because I didn't eat any of my b

FFM2017day17 - Exquisite Treasure

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FFM2017day17 - Exquisite Treasure

You finally found it. You now have in your hands something you have been searching for as long as you can remember. An all-consuming obsession lead to countless hours spent hunting high and low in any place you could get to. No greater treasure can be imagined. There is nothing more precious. It is a valuable tome, the key to endless wealth and leisure. The words scrawled inside are potent, full of secrets and mysteries. The contents are written in an arcane dialect that will need some translation, but you are up for the challenge. It is your sister's diary. Oh the power you will wield.

FFM2017day16 - In Me, You Survive

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FFM2017day16 - In Me, You Survive

It was a tradition that dated back to the beginnings of the family, a tradition born of hardship and the will to survive. So entwined in the very essence of the family was the practice that never once did any contemporary member admit to considering it out of date or in need of modification. Sure it was harder to abide by it these days, but that made the all the more significant. Jeremiah was like any other teenager, quick to eschew the social mores of society in favour of testing limits in hopes of finding himself along the way. This didn't mean that he had no respect for things that came before him. Jeremiah had been very close to his gran

FFM2017day15 - Big Top Geometry

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FFM2017day15 - Big Top Geometry

The sun was going down faster than a fat man on a tiny bicycle. Striped tents and gaudy makeup were giving me a headache, and no amount of cigarette smoke could make that lady's beard go away. It was my first big case, and leave it to fate to make it at one of the worst places on God's green Earth. Did anyone really care if some freak bit the bullet? My partner seemed to care more than making Sunday dinner, so that would have to do for me. “One bullet was enough for the both of them, huh?” I eyed the body, the bodies. Two men, connected at their sides like when you pull apart a grilled cheese and it's all stringy. Two separate ha

FFM2017day14 - First Snowflakes of Winter

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FFM2017day14 - First Snowflakes of Winter

I sat at my kitchen table one late December night with only a glass of whisky for company. The house was silent, an empty silence that echoed off the first snowflakes of the winter. This time of year always made me miss holiday dinners with family I remember from my childhood. The kind with a turkey and all the fixin's, steaming all pretty on the dining room table like a Rockwell painting. Someone would tell a joke and jovial laughter would travel through the rooms, carried on the scent of pine. Lights would twinkle brightly like my eyes, wide with anticipation of what Santa would bring. I missed us all sitting around the table sharing food

falling petals

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falling petals

You belong with me walking slowly in the breeze under the grey sky amidst the falling petals of the apple blossom trees.

FFM 2016, July 10 - Dead Streaming

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FFM 2016, July 10 - Dead Streaming

Anon3829: omg so fake ($1) Anon9201: lol ($1) JohnDelver had just stopped in the middle of the corridor, breathing heavily. His flashlight illuminated the ancient catacomb walls ahead, erratically moving from side to side. Raoul had always been good at empathy, at imagining himself in the shoes of someone else. Perhaps that was why he would, night after night, open up the live stream for Twitchy Spelunkers. He wrote: reedygonzales12: dudes shut up im trying to listen: cant u hear that sound??? ($2) His bid made his jump ahead of the other garbage, sitting on the top spot for a few moments until someone else chimed in: Anon3829: lol this

Liar

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Liar

Don't tell me you don't know how to love When I've seen the way you look at stars.
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compass

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compass

n o matter where my heart does haunt t o you i t will al wa ys p  o  i  n  t

We Bloom

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We Bloom

You say we're all flowers; But I'm the one that wilts in a day And you're the one that leaves fruit in your wake.
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The Clown

Interrupting the Fall

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Interrupting the Fall

brittle carcasses of autumn trees, naked and bare, swaying, contorting, like my feeble frame - bending and breaking, breaking and bending, under the pressure of the words i speak to myself:              simply cold, and harsh, like an early winter, interrupting the fall.

i. stolen

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i. stolen

i became Lancelot to a sweet girl with a nervous flutter in her heart and her eyes- and i think this is going to be an apology. i dared to kiss you while we watched the rain from your wraparound porch. i stole that kiss on a day i wrote down in sappy, panicked detail, in some diary i’m glad i lost. (hey, not everything needs to be remembered- one of the hardest things i ever taught myself) i stole that kiss, and everything about it was soft, warm, and perfect. (for a time we were a triangle out of some YA novel, and i thought it was a puzzle i could solve) i stole you from someone we both loved- i don’t think it gets an

Spotlight

Hazy Dark

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Hazy Dark

I want to hold your hand in the hazy dark and walk with you in the dewy mist, holding our accepting free hands up while drops form and freely fall. The street light refracting like so many suns. Lamp light through branches, as if sent from the holy above. A seemingly endless upwards barrier. Breaths like I am underwater. Dried leaves fall like rain. A papery thud announces the end of their one descent.
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vigour-mortisHobbyist Writer
:D I am ashamed to say I had to look that up! Haha! Anyway, I sent a message your way via Messenger. And my phone is beeping, so you got it! 
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:hug: Since it's been a while. ;P
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:omg-whut: Man Hug Hey, thanks! It has been a while! FREE flying hearts Icon 
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:manhug: Indeed it has! I hope you're doing okay. ♥
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I am well. Keeping busy. I hope you are well too, and able to enjoy some winter festivities! 
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