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Recognition {Velvet Verbosity/Studio30Plus}
Like a cat, it (should) will pounce right into your heart, beneath the underwire, past your past (bullshit), fumbling with the clasps and taking you in its fervent, greedy hands until you are gasping...
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Afternoon Ire {Studio30Plus/Velvet Verbosity}
I am angry, shaking, rallying against every impulse to call you out, expose you, shove your hypocrisy into the light. I could you know. Blood pulsing at the side of my head; a frightening thump, thump...
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Don’t Worry, You Won’t Feel a Thing {100 Word Challenge/Studio30Plus}
What can I offer you, sir? A princess or a whore? A gal you can forgive and (promptly) forget? How about a passionate muse you might not forget and most certainly never forgive for the destruction of...
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Take Flight
Digging deeper hasn’t helped, praying for a miracle became a waste of (precious) time and the practice of self flagellation is growing old (and positively painful). I suppose I could wait here on...
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I’d Rather Take the Elevator
It’s said there are seven steps (or maybe just five, if we’re being efficient about it) and I walk them like a familiar boulevard. Loitering under the awning of denial, keeping myself from crossing the...
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It’s Strange You Never Knew
tie a string around your finger set a timer organize your calendar or wait for the church bells to announce the hour but please never forget there are no sunsets if that great yellow globe hasn’t...
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At Your Knee
“I’m okay.” (smile!) You’re okay. (right? ) Until you repeat the question, (“You okay?”) and I stammer (dammit!) choking on the black dust of memories while the loose gravel of forgiveness under foot...
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Autumn Offering
Sam was deliberate. Oblivious to the stares of the other shoppers, the piped in elevator music and even the harsh overhead lighting she handled each one, grabbing it by the stalk, tipping it over to...
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Smolder
The smallest lick ignites a spark, the breezes blow while kindling catches and warms your skin You lean in to feel, to touch, stroking the metal poking the offerings extending your hand free of...
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Inside the Chamber
Before… They sent him to a small, dark room off the brightly lit council gathering space . The walls were draped in rich, heavy tapestries that hung floor to ceiling, and were the color of deep,...
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