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N.J. commented on the post, features 3 months, 3 weeks ago
When dad left the world tilted and I watched all of the people in my life fall over the edge of the world. Mother drowned below in a sea of Goose. Vita crawled into the cavernous mouth of lust and Danny–well Danny simply clung to the features of earth’s face, clawing and grasping until he’d managed to find a foothold and it was me.
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N.J. commented on the post, features 3 months, 3 weeks ago
The features on her face rearranged themselves into something bitter and wintry. Suddenly her blond lashes were snowflakes frozen onto her white eyelids and her lips were bitten-red and pinched with expression.
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N.J. commented on the post, swell 3 months, 3 weeks ago
Sometime in the night she danced her fingers down his spine as if the swells and bumps of bone beneath filo-thin skin were the keys on her grand baby sitting white and magnificent in the dawn. Come down, come down, she whispered into purple mists. I’m coming down, he’d whispered back, breath tickling the curtains bellowing in her window and stirring up the hair behind her ear.
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N.J. commented on the post, mass 7 months, 2 weeks ago
Over the hills we climbed until the the shores licked salutations against our toes and then our heels, wrapping around the earth in a rhythmic, timeless push and pull. We were one giant bruise, bandaged […]
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N.J. commented on the post, begin 8 months ago
It was only when the port was just a speck on the horizon stretching out behind them did the men really begin to itch with it–the need for galloping waves and mouths crusty and dry with salt. They spent days and […]
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N.J. posted an update in the group
Summer for forever 8 months agoWe watched gentle waves of it curve off into the sunset like palmfuls of baby curls whirling in a soft breeze in May. It wasn’t may any longer but we hoped that maybe if we sucked in a collective breath, gave up the secrets we held for two months in the parts of our brains we left on the beach–Summer would never end if we didn’t let it.
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N.J. commented on the post, despite 8 months, 1 week ago
Meredith was convinced that the mold in the spaces of the thing’s teeth wasn’t as toxic as it smelled. She had time to simply sit in the essence of its breath, trying not to hold her breath and whispering into […]
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N.J. commented on the post, blindness 8 months, 1 week ago
Sometime during the night, the dogs had gotten loose. No one saw them chew through their tethers and skulk under the slats of the fence. In the darkness, their shadow forms whispered in the tall grass down to […]
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N.J. posted an update 8 months, 2 weeks ago
I’m so stuck
in the mud on the banks of yellow rivers
and lush green rice paddies
that I can’t even breath enough air in–
so stuck I feel the need to peel
the skin beneath my eyes with blunt nails
and tweezers just to see,
see what I’m missing, what I’m missing
because even without the noise
my concentration is shot.
In the forehead.
Hemorrhaging through the flood gates
so quick, so much, too paltry
that all I really want in life is to eat chicken,
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N.J. commented on the post, binding 8 months, 2 weeks ago
On the floor, the twine lay like dead snakes with no orifices. He kept wondering if at one point in time the same rope hadn’t been so limp.
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N.J. commented on the post, flex 8 months, 2 weeks ago
Sometimes you wonder if she noticed the way the room simply didn’t go quiet when she cleared her throat, as if the light of day simply bent in her esophagus and spilled out of her mouth unnoticed–she couldn’t […]
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N.J. commented on the post, texture 8 months, 3 weeks ago
She bought a shirt with lace clinging to the shoulders and found that she hated the way it draped in the mirror. The color was pointed beneath her ears and it gathered unattractively at her hips.
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N.J. commented on the post, pour 11 months, 1 week ago
Routine check-ups left him feeling off kilter and the bottoms of his feet sticky. It was odd to hear a woman’s voice after so long, so long, so long. She poured words onto his sticky toes like tumbling cheerios […]
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N.J. commented on the post, jelly 11 months, 3 weeks ago
Cool jelly smeared on the calves of some bobble-headed hula woman, plastic skin left sticky–I know now what it’s like to be a mother driving a powder blue 1965 Firebird.
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N.J. posted a new activity comment 12 months ago
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In reply to - N.J. posted an update in the group Summer for forever Wanna be blissed out on some rock in Jeddah, stack of knowledge this high and this wide beside me and littered all over the insides of my eyelids, massaged into the pink substance of my healthy brain. Don’t wanna breath for four seconds after I’ve said my vows in his father’s living room with the family’s faces on Skype. Don’t wanna burn under anything but the created sun. Our Nikah will be shielded from the sun, even. • View -
N.J. posted an update in the group
Summer for forever 1 year agoWanna be blissed out on some rock in Jeddah, stack of knowledge this high and this wide beside me and littered all over the insides of my eyelids, massaged into the pink substance of my healthy brain. Don’t wanna breath for four seconds after I’ve said my vows in his father’s living room with the family’s faces on Skype. Don’t wanna burn under anything but the created sun. Our Nikah will be shielded from the sun, even.
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N.J. commented on the post, pile 1 year ago
God, it seemed like it only grew with each glance he graced it with and when he wasn’t looking it swelled and oozed and spilled around them all. No peeking, no peeking, it’ll see you and then it will all come […]
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N.J. commented on the post, base 1 year ago
She held him captive by the neck, the base of his esophagus pressed tight to the space between her thumb and pointer finger. They had been at it for about a half hour and someone was bound to find his tiny body, […]
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N.J. commented on the post, hearing 1 year ago
After heaving up several palmfuls of relatively normal stomach contents and then stumbling upon an out, this person looks at yuu and you look at them and it all becomes spactacularly clear that this evening is not […]
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