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Dear Heart,
You're fired.
Sincerely,
Brain
Dear Brain,
You knew better.
Sincerely,
Heart
Literature
Screaming Under My Breath ...
Screaming Under my Breathlessness…
The unexpected moments of remembrances strangle
I am not that strong anymore …
I miss you - more than him
Literature
Book Club
You mistake
The knife for the cake.
You savour the gore, lick
The conflict, flavour already
So like blood, but more.
Heady, metallic.
Hang a balloon in your ribs,
Pop it with a rail spike.
Bang.
A peel of plastic, maroon,
Like a bib, remains.
That’s how it feels,
That pain.
Promises are hammers.
Literature
Shadows
Shadows
The little girl never slept very well. She didn’t like the dark. In her twilight lit, dusty room, she watched the gas lamps outside flicker and fade, casting eerie shadows dancing on her walls, which scared her more. When she did sleep (which was in snatches), she dreamt that the shadows on her wall would come alive and drag her away into their evil world. Her father laughed when she told him, telling her that big girls never had nightmares. Shaking her head weakly, she snuggled deeper into her covers, trying to block the shadows away. For a while, it was working and the girl drifted into light fearless sleep. Then…
A grat
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This made me laugh so much. Thank you for making my day. 