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Airiz commented on the post, sound 3 weeks, 3 days ago
I pressed my ears against his chest and heard–felt–there, caged and suffocated, the sound of the beatings of a hummingbird’s wings. I traced little heart-shapes on his skin, right on the top of the throbs, […]
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Airiz commented on the post, blaze 1 month, 2 weeks ago
Sometimes she doesn’t know who’s wrong—she or them. It sure feels right, but because she is not in the position to say anything she likes, to defend what she believes, to make any sound from beneath the tape […]
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Airiz commented on the post, swing 2 months, 1 week ago
He shook the headphones off his ears when the music’s unpalatable tang sank into his tastebuds. Sometimes he wonders why heartbroken people still listen to songs that tell them terrible things about love. […]
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Airiz commented on the post, sweat 2 months, 1 week ago
The sun was so outraged today that he sent blistering fingers to squeeze out all the salty rainwater from everyone’s skins. I stooped, imbibed the last drops from my canteen, and let myself be squeezed some more. […]
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Airiz commented on the post, crescent 2 months, 2 weeks ago
The crickets’ nighttime songs swaddled him in a solemn blanket of atmosphere. On evenings like this, he always liked to lie on the roof and gaze up at the glowing beauty of the moon. But the night’s Queen is not […]
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Airiz commented on the post, lift 2 months, 2 weeks ago
It was supposed to be cold inside the trembling, four-walled container. But it wasn’t. A few wisps of his bangs fluttered into the air when he blew at them, when he was trying to think of a way to banish the […]
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Airiz commented on the post, ants 2 months, 4 weeks ago
The dots on the pavement–angry-red and night-black–connected with each other as they trace the sweet highway toward a pillow of bread and crystal sugar. In a gigantic, dangerous dome where we live in, noticing […]
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Airiz wrote about the word fences 3 months, 3 weeks ago
They resumed the dance of blades under the ersatz guidance of the fluorescents, their hearts leaping at the alternating singsong of their foils and the ragged music of their breaths. Fencing is their favorite pes de deux, because in it, he is hers, and she is his–the world doesn’t own them for a few violent [...]
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Airiz wrote about the word runway 3 months, 3 weeks ago
She is so unlike those stick-thin and posts-tall women that were molded especially for the spotlit catwalks: she is plain, hair is a jungle of ink-black hair, there is a tinge of sadness in her smile that never goes away, and there are little scars that people can and cannot see. But don’t let appearances [...]
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Airiz wrote about the word liberty 3 months, 4 weeks ago
The way she stood at the ledge of the terrace, with a tiara of leaves seated on her hair, clutching a book in one hand and raising the other, reminded him of the Statue of Liberty. He admired the sight: the ropes of golden sunbeams snaked into her dark disheveled locks, and her eyes were [...]
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Airiz wrote about the word savage 4 months, 1 week ago
Fear is a savage beast that resides in your heart. It feeds on all the doubts and lies and tears and pain you harbor inside, fattening itself so that one day, it may destroy you completely. Don’t hold on to its poisoned fangs; look up and see how tomorrow arrives as it tints the sky [...]
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Airiz wrote about the word temple 5 months ago
I pressed my fingers against my temples, pretending that it would help me wake up the muses slumbering in the hollows of my cranium. The paper under my pen point was white and blank, mocking me, challenging me to mar its surface with a hurricane of words. Sometimes I think I need to bleed ink [...]
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Airiz posted an update: 6 months, 1 week ago
ZONE magazine editing. :)
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Airiz posted an update: 6 months, 1 week ago
writing a review for Jonathan Safran Foer’s Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close. :) Later I’ll start reading Lauren Oliver’s Delirium, and prolly make something (for Tumblr) about Neil Gaiman’s birthday. :)
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Airiz wrote about the word prints 6 months, 1 week ago
The candy wrapper I picked up that afternoon was a mosaic of shoeprints. It made me wonder about the lives of people who stepped on it—they’re all going different paths, they have different destinations, and they wove different plans in their heads about their hundred-hundred tomorrows. At some point in their journey, their souls converge [...]
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Airiz wrote about the word downpour 6 months, 1 week ago
When the tears seeped through the blindfold of my fingers, I know that it’s useless to plaster the upturned frown I was donning the whole day. Then I heard the sobs of the thunderclouds outside, followed by the loud splatter of rain. The roofs and the pavements were slippery with tears. I smiled through my [...]
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Airiz wrote about the word edge 7 months, 2 weeks ago
Lots of things happen whenever I’m teetering on the edge of wakefulness, where a millimeter from my toe I can see the steep staircase that goes down to my version of dreamland. Sometimes I imagine what tomorrow would be like by taking a risky glance behind me, checking the shape of my footprints. Sometimes I [...]
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Airiz wrote about the word clipped 8 months, 1 week ago
Life is forever unfair. For most of the time you spent living, you will be slithering along the metaphorical leaves of knowing what’s good, what’s bad, what’s between them, like a caterpillar attempting to know his place in the world. There will come a time when you have to curl up in a cocoon, to [...]
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Airiz wrote about the word sponge 8 months, 2 weeks ago
There’s a mayhem inside my system, right inside the ribcage; everything is a mess. Not that You’re my personal cleanup man, but You came anyway, kneading sponges of love on the scratches of my heart, mopping up spilt milk and fragments of broken hopes around the corners. “You’ll get it done, trust me,” You said [...]
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Airiz wrote about the word avenue 8 months, 2 weeks ago
The roads were slippery that day, drenched by the tears I shed not so long ago. I don’t know. My thoughts, they were the pedestrians that were crossing the dampen streets, clumsy and bumping and apologizing. I tried to cast a smile, but it was hard. The thrumming of my heart was too deafening to [...]
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