Every day it’s the same old thing. Every day another world ends, bang or whimper, flood or fire. Old age or sickness, accident or intended end, wrong place wrong face wrong species— the gone gets going along. One day you have a life, the next day you’re done. Life is precious in the general, much less so in the specifics. Down to last acts and...
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The tall palm sways slightly in the near distance, leaving its brush marks in the wet gray sky in witness to the labors of the rain. The gutters rush and the puddles ripple, circles within circles, the surface a skin of impact and consequence. Drop after drop, rain falling in loosed pearls and unwoven rope. Rivers down the rooftops, streams down the drive. Cold enough...
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You slip along a thousand paths, head stitched heavens, and hell scathed steps. The sticking of the constellations, the scripture of the stars, words braided through the chemistry and sigils leavening the blood. Heir to the endless explanations, antecedent to a few certain dooms. It started all over, it can end that way too. If you knew now what you knew then maybe you would...
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Oh how the stars do call to us. Oh how high us monkeys climbed. We till the fields, we stack the stones, there’s not one good thing we’ll leave alone. We learn to read the room, work our spells and prayers and lies towards that prize we keep eying, never obliged to watch where we’re going. We keep at the story, we dust the crowd...
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The sky grows soft as the lights go out. It lets go of the brazen flesh and blunt features, gives way to the stippled starlight and the legions of unseen wings. Spun from gossamer floss and chitin or sprouted from hollow bone and feather or stretched leather and fur, they fill the skies and crowd the lights. They sweep through eaves and tree crowns, giving...
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nannakya:
OMG! That's so amazing 🤩
reypulque:
Thank you!
People collect all sorts of things, shoes and cars and tchotchkes galore. Some collect people and experiences, harboring little prisons and checklists in their hungry little hearts. I harbor grudges, keep vintage grievances ready to infuriate me at the least recollection. That and the dust and moss that sedentary stones and slow broken husks are prone to. The illnesses are taking more of a toll...
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The day has gone from greens and golds to greens and grays, the rain retorts and the get away crows abound. The dark clouds grow darker as the sunset sets in, the clasp of shadows and the grasp of artificial light. The rumors trip from room to room until they idle by the door or slip in your windows, the only words they honor the...
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Meet me in the antecedents, let’s seal our fates together. Strangers save to the ancestors, I’ve seen it all go up in smoke. We hold down the conflagration, we hold hands as the bridge we built between us burns, we hold the line as the line is swallowed whole. We’re not much, but we’re all that’s left of few good turns at the tables. We’re...
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The day will come even to you, oh persons of destiny. The day will come too, oh you vessels of fate. The slip, the slide, the glide of all this rubble and soul will take its toll. It turns out you only rent the flesh, the eternal was on loan, you did okay considering you’re just the aftermath of a bunch of dumb explosions. The...
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The day will come even to you, oh persons of destiny. The day will come too, oh you vessels of fate. The slip, the slide, the glide of all this rubble and soul will take its toll. It turns out you only rent the flesh, the eternal was on loan, you did okay considering you’re just the aftermath of a bunch of dumb explosions. The...
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