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The text was brief but saucy: “Big night. Hint: Chocolate sauce, strawberries, underwear. ;D ”
His belt was already halfway off when he got home from work. She was on the couch in a t-shirt and some old panties, remote in hand.
“Game of Thrones marathon!” She chimed. “Did you go shopping like I asked?”
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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.
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Life, the flicker of Men and Moths
Where gnarled November makes the
white smoke of the farm house
in the coal black sky
out of what calms
Consider:
the trees made silver white
the cornhusk-shreds
a stooped man turning out the lights
the stars glittered on the snow and nothing answered
the silence magnifies...
it was Autumn by the time I got around;
of all the things I ought to know
that I was mad
shuffling for salvation
what am I now that I was then?
Seeking their peace
like a master key
without noticing me there
beside the clock's loneliness
Is nothing lovelier to look at:
snow falls
torch-like with the smoking blueness
shining in the empty room
I'll say
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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
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Flash-Fic-Month July 27, 2014
Challenge: None today, but then there was a mini-challenge in the chatroom: "Write a 55'er involving strawberries and chocolate within 15 minutes. Whichever one makes TheSkaBoss giggle hardest wins."
I did it for fun, with the idea that I was going to write a 'real flash fic' for the day afterwards... But apparently I made her giggle hardest, so I figure I might as well just call this one done for the day. Apparently the last three days of FFM are all challenges, so I don't feel guilty taking the easy way out.
Challenge: None today, but then there was a mini-challenge in the chatroom: "Write a 55'er involving strawberries and chocolate within 15 minutes. Whichever one makes TheSkaBoss giggle hardest wins."
I did it for fun, with the idea that I was going to write a 'real flash fic' for the day afterwards... But apparently I made her giggle hardest, so I figure I might as well just call this one done for the day. Apparently the last three days of FFM are all challenges, so I don't feel guilty taking the easy way out.
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Pffft. I giggled. A lot. That is all.