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ashley commented on the post, roof 6 months, 2 weeks ago
The air around them was so dry that it seemed to crackle with electricity. The baby hairs on her arm stood on end, stretching as if they made to escape their very follicles. The minute she smelled the change in the air, she pulled Jake up to her favorite spot on high–out her bedroom window and onto the small sub-roof of her parent’s house. The smell, the roof, brought back memories her her childhood. Of her first thunderstorm outside in the elements.
Jake touched her shoulder and a sparked arced between them, blue and quick. Unapologetic, he pointed off in the dark distance just beyond the tallest fir tree in the neighborhood.
“I saw a flash. Wait a second, the thunder is coming.”
And indeed it was. one–two–three–four–five seconds later it came rumbling across the rooftops, booming and reverberating off their bare skin. Summer thunderstorms were the best, Shaina knew. The ones without rain, and without wind. The ones that seemed like they were bottled up clouds of anger, releasing in deadly bolts whenever they couldn’t hold any more. The ones where she could stand on the roof and feel like she was the conductor of a supernatural orchestra.
Perhaps the roof wasn’t the safest place to be in a thunderstorm, but that’s exactly what made it thrilling. The risk. To feel her skin prickle and ripple with the electricity and sound, as if her senses were increased, her adrenaline running wild.
A bolt of blue lightning etched itself briefly across the dark sky, its light shadow lingering in their eyes for seconds longer than it existed in reality. one–two–th–and the thunder boomed again.
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ashley commented on the post, monitor 1 year ago
You can monitor your child’s breathing.
Ender’s monitor measured his intelligence.
Surveillance cameras monitor your activities.
You never wanted the hall monitor to catch you without a pass to the […] -
ashley commented on the post, calling 1 year ago
You watched me from the wooden chair across the room as I picked up my phone. You didn’t think I would do it. You didn’t think I could. Frankly, I couldn’t believe I had even volunteered. Steven sat opposite you, […]
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ashley commented on the post, chapped 1 year, 1 month ago
It was snowing–blizzarding, actually. That’s what we call it up here. The wind was blowing so hard, the falling snow was like a million sharp daggers slicing at our skin. And our lips–our poor lips. We were […]
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ashley commented on the post, scorn 1 year, 1 month ago
have you ever seen the look they give you? Where they stare down their noses and telepathically try to shove your sorry ass into a corner? Have you ever entered a room and suddenly gotten the feeling that they […]
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ashley commented on the post, entrée 1 year, 1 month ago
enter. entree. on tree. in tree. in threes.
is it a dish served as you come through the door?
are they traditionally consumed in a tree?
Is it so small that you have to eat it in triple?
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ashley wrote about the word flare 1 year, 7 months ago
It went up, up–so high, so high. It was painful to look at, so he looked around it. The leaves shone artificial fuscia. The water around him refracted an impossible neon red into his pupils. The smoke that trailed it, a wispy light pink. He thought about how blind he would have gone if he [...]
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ashley wrote about the word abstract 1 year, 7 months ago
When you think about it, there are so many things in life that we consider “abstract”. It’s that word we give to things we don’t quite get, or can’t quite summize into words. It’s concrete only in our minds–as an idea, a little spark of connecting neurons. Scientifically, I wonder if abstractions can exist. Philosophy [...]
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ashley wrote about the word prints 1 year, 7 months ago
Redness flooded her face when she flicked on the light. The room smelled like chemicals–and her tools were strewed haphazardly about in the dimness. The portraits she had taken yesterday were pinned to the line above her left ear, caressing it when she moved, as if the people in them were reaching out to her.
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ashley wrote about the word comfort 1 year, 8 months ago
It’s a smile. It’s the nod of affirmation that you exist. It’s a compliment. It’s that helping hand someone lends you when you’re in an unfamiliar place. It’s a phone call with your mom. It’s the hot shower you take to wake up in the morning that’s just a few minutes too long. It’s a [...]
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ashley wrote about the word scout 1 year, 8 months ago
Whenever I read the word “scout”, there are a few things that come to mind: first off, Scout, the girl character in To Kill a Mockingbird, and secondly, as the verb “to scout”, as put to use in reconnaissance video games. =)
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ashley wrote about the word mystery 1 year, 8 months ago
death is a mystery. We, as a species are fascinated with it, as we are with all mysterious things. We’re curious. And death is the most unknowable thing of all.
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ashley wrote about the word edge 1 year, 8 months ago
edge of a knife, edge of a cliff, edge of sanity, The Edge, edge of the river, edge of the ocean, edge of a frozen lake, edge of a road, edge of a friendship, edge of relationship, teetering on the edge, sharpening the edge, dancing on the edge, to edge past someone, to edge around [...]
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ashley wrote about the word sponge 1 year, 9 months ago
He drank in words like they were water, absorbing their inky blackness with his eyes. He began in the library, hidden behind stacks of books about metaphysics, philosophy, politics, the sciences and classic literature. He stole lines from books, from movies, from video games…whatever he could touch. The SR300 robot’s optical drive also functioned as [...]
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ashley wrote about the word avenue 1 year, 9 months ago
Avenue Bread. A shop. A bakery. A perfumery. When you open that gleaming front door on a hot summer day, the cool air from within whooshes out at you, carrying the yeasty aroma of baking bread straight up your nostrils. It’s almost too much, and you shudder with pleasure, your stomach growling even though you [...]
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ashley posted a new activity comment: 1 year, 9 months ago
Thanks!
In reply to - ashley wrote about the word poison My eyes burned, crusted over with too much salt. I could feel the now-familiar sensation climbing up my throat, collecting in a large lump at the back of my mouth. My tongue felt too big for the space. I swallowed. It didn’t help. It never had. Glancing at the little yellow pill in my hand, [...] • View -
ashley wrote about the word chance 1 year, 9 months ago
How many time is too many? How many chances do you give a person? How many chances do you give yourself to be strengthened by pain? I’m at three. Is it like baseball? Are chances given out like good pitches? Pitch em’ three good ones, and if they strike out–they walk off the field. Does [...]
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ashley wrote about the word umbrella 1 year, 9 months ago
Sunlight filtered through the papery lace material above my head. The bamboo rods spread apart, looking like captured fireworks holding up the thin paper that shaded me. Die-cut designs crisscrossed the red material, giving me glimpses of the sun and scattered clouds above. The bamboo in my hands was light, but firm. I wondered what [...]
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ashley wrote about the word silk 1 year, 10 months ago
Her hair fell in a long black curtain, the fine strands reflecting a shine just like silk. In front of the mirror, I gently took the brush from her hands, running it through the already smooth strands to make the black shine brighter still. She peered at me through her eyelashes and blushed.
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ashley wrote about the word poison 1 year, 10 months ago
My eyes burned, crusted over with too much salt. I could feel the now-familiar sensation climbing up my throat, collecting in a large lump at the back of my mouth. My tongue felt too big for the space. I swallowed. It didn’t help. It never had. Glancing at the little yellow pill in my hand, [...]
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