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Mrs. Farrow scowled at the class, arms crossed over her chest menacingly, ruler in hand. "Until the vandal steps forward, nobody's leaving." The bell rang; nobody moved. "First the fake blood, then that mess with all the frogs, and now--" she snarled, scratching her back with the ruler. "Lice?!"
A hush hung over the classroom like a plague of silence.
"Farrow," Mo finally proclaimed, standing. "Let my people go."
A hush hung over the classroom like a plague of silence.
"Farrow," Mo finally proclaimed, standing. "Let my people go."
Literature
reflective
One minute you will stand watching prior moments drift past your fingertips on kite strings. You will think, I could not have known such things would fly away. You will think, I was happier tied to such fragments of time. You will think, My heart sang for lack of knowledge. My heart leapt for ignorance. Witness now--the mouth of a tunnel, think then on the other end. Close your eyes and fall backward, into the shoes of former selves, envying their blindness to this present. Linger. Then lean back into reality-- your future shouldn't need to wander forward alone.
Literature
garden overgrown, undertaken
live in a house that makes you pantomime home in the liquid gaze of night live in a house cradled by skeletal hands, boney fingers shuttering windows - a house with no mouth filled to the brim with gnashing teeth live in a house you can't stand to breathe in, atmosphering air poisonous venomous to breathe in die in a home to be buried beneath floorboards split sideways by blossoms be lain to rest under the foundation, over the rocks, and watch with dry eyes the rain trickle down through the cracks in the floor live in a home whose name rhymes with grave and know yourself by the inscription on the doorplate above
Literature
sweaterse
when you've a love
in repose,
all quiets
are woven together.
all worries and
worships and
weathering
kept, cared,
covered.
every summer
warms, every winter
draws closer.
and the silences
sweeter than
heaven.
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July 5th, 2012
Because it wouldn't be right if I didn't oversimplify the bible at some point. If I didn't write so much weird shit, one might almost think I was a bible-thumper or something, lol.
So yeah, quick and sloppy, at 69 words, just like the rest of my 'Tiny Bible' tales, lol.
July 5th, 2012
Because it wouldn't be right if I didn't oversimplify the bible at some point. If I didn't write so much weird shit, one might almost think I was a bible-thumper or something, lol.
So yeah, quick and sloppy, at 69 words, just like the rest of my 'Tiny Bible' tales, lol.
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Teehee. Seriously giggle-worthy.