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Strangers 1 month, 1 week agoHe left a note on the lamppost, wrapped with a bit of graphite, squeezed carefully into a minuscule capsule. He had written his name. He had taken nothing but adrenaline, glanced around like a criminal, that smooth satisfaction returning. Plugs the magnet back under the ”push button to activate walk signal”, saunters off.
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emay commented on the post, trench 1 month, 1 week ago
Let it change your life.
Face into the moment, the fire, the war waging since before we were born.
Since before mankind was born.
Face into the fire – let it change your life.
Fall deep within the foxhole, trust your savior to stand up.
Do not give up on yourself.
Do not give up on your creator.
Do not kill one another.
Let the fear change your life. -
emay commented on the post, plague 1 month, 2 weeks ago
It started with the heat, cold pushing off to the north. The swarms were abundant, the crops had nothing to harvest. In the moment when everything seemed still, there was a baby crying. Not long after is when he died. Then, it was just the three of us alone.
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emay commented on the post, trap 9 months, 3 weeks ago
There’s a light, there’s a tunnel, a walkway, a snare. Whichever way you go, you’ll be there. Step on the wing and let go in the sky: whichever way you so, so will I… So let your hair fall out of your face, let […]
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emay commented on the post, losses 9 months, 3 weeks ago
Never felt like it was enough anyways, she said, walking away. Never thought what? he yelled afterwards. She kept her stride, walking between people on the crowded sidewalk. As he followed her, she seemed to get […]
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emay commented on the post, gladiator 1 year ago
Still in wait, a moment of pause before the fight begins. He heaves a breath, awaiting certain death, and knows that if nothing else, he will put everything he has into this fight. His breath is steady and strong, […]
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emay commented on the post, camera 1 year, 3 months ago
A moment in time – “Take a picture, it lasts longer” the young girl laughs as she tosses her purse over the other shoulder. She does not know her beauty, the hidden moment of innocence that wanders off with age. […]
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emay wrote about the word hoop 1 year, 3 months ago
wrapping around her hips, tempo just ever-so-slightly increasing, raising it to her chest, around her arms, neck, over and under, over and under, over and under, down to her knees, tensing in the thighs… she spins around herself, spinning around the world, the world spinning around her, moving in time with the universe as it [...]
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I love this. It reminds me of the hula hoop craze when I was at school.
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emay wrote about the word bench 1 year, 4 months ago
The snow circles the snowy hillside, and falls softly on shaky ground. The trees have long since left this hillside, and the dirt, en masse, launches its muddy self towards the road below. And the sidewalk above is left with little to stand upon, the woman who sits on the bench next to the road [...]
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Very atmospheric. I’d love to know what comes next.
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emay wrote about the word crisp 1 year, 4 months ago
She sought through the warm wind the chasing of the sun. Out into the field, over moist grass, she fell into the soil underneath, past the layers of worms, far into the darkening abyss. Below her, the ground cracked, falling farther and farther, til on the other side, there was nothing but the sun to [...]
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emay wrote about the word apron 1 year, 4 months ago
The ties are pulled tighter, snug around her waist, cynching in her sides and causing her to stand just a little taller. She puts her weight on the counter top, taking a few shorter breaths, waiting to find herself right back in the moment.
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An interesting way of looking at an apron. It suggests a whole psychology of this person.
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emay wrote about the word gown 1 year, 5 months ago
The lace flew around her face and wrists, delicate arms held back by a shred of fabric. You could see just past her ankles, to where the leg began expanding again. As she moved, the motion was captured by satin, just the essence of the movements, the part the dress wanted you to see.
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emay wrote about the word abstract 1 year, 6 months ago
The solid lines seem to be like walls – capturing moments so ephemeral. I’ve tried for years to let the walls fall down, but they seemed so strong, so capable of holding and releasing, given the right door. the vestibule closed. the house shrunk. the walls became paper, the lines were just waves. the streets [...]
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An interesting take on the word.
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emay wrote about the word epiphany 1 year, 6 months ago
Letting go of the way things ought to be has opened up many doors. Each knob is a different feel, a different grasp must pull it, a different tugging sensation. When I can ignore what I expect from the door, I can let in more of the senses. What is on the other side is [...]
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emay wrote about the word awakening 1 year, 6 months ago
Left to my own devices, I could have laid in bed all day. The warmth under covers, the longing of dreams I’ve just left behind, the breaking of daytime through pains of steaming glass. The twilight has faded, the dawn has arrived, yet it’s not my choice today as to what happens next…
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emay wrote about the word relate 1 year, 7 months ago
Letting you in, letting her in, letting him in. This door is what I open. It is how we come to be in the same place. You enter through my door, you open yours to me. We enter the same room, become part of the same moment. Stare at the same artwork and out the [...]
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emay wrote about the word mutual 1 year, 7 months ago
Every moment, your eyes are clear. Your thoughts are here, waiting for me to see them, through this window, as they say. I give you myself, a little at a time, a sort of bartering of the heart and mind. You hold on to me, I hold on to you. There’s little time to waste, [...]
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emay wrote about the word compassion 1 year, 7 months ago
Little by little, the light turns around. I thought I was faster than the setting sun, he said, trying to get everything done. He has given me more than he might be capable of, but it’s been just moments of his time, and to us both that is just fine… the heart of one speaks [...]
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emay wrote about the word iron 1 year, 7 months ago
You hold hundreds of pounds in your hands, lifting for a brief moment and releasing. You take smaller fistfulls and curl them towards you. You hold me as you held them, tight and fast, weightless, bringing us closer to you.
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