• Oz Nolem commented on the post, falter 6 days, 7 hours ago

    Intros into this line of thinking often causes one to #falter and question what they believe. But that is exactly what proves his guilt. Unfortunately the council will come to clarity too late. #OneWord @oznolem

  • paper commented on the post, amused 1 week, 2 days ago

    probably, at the end of the day, when there’s nothing left and he’s sitting there with blistered feet on black linoleum he’s gonna say okay, well, to hell with it. to hell with you. that’s not fair to the boy, a voice in his head will say, it’s a good thing, probably. and then the boy will come and smile sadly and say sorry one last time and he’ll think no. to hell with you. to hell with you.

  • Oz Nolem commented on the post, underdog 2 weeks, 5 days ago

    I walk through my shadow in wanting and yearning. Seeing through the wickedness I once nourished and feeling the thrashing blood coursing through my veins reveals my breath’s betrayal. I fear the dark #underdog has awoken. #oneword @oznolem

  • Oz Nolem commented on the post, failing 3 weeks ago

    I sit lightly against the car seat, not wanting to be here because I don’t belong. They all want me to be this creature that can smack tipsy mosquitoes, but I’m #failing at that. All I want to do is play hopscotch. #oneword @oznolem

  • Oz Nolem commented on the post, retreat 3 weeks, 6 days ago

    That was back when my love for her was untainted. When I could #retreat into her eyes without ravenous desire. When my hand over her heart was alive in her soul. When she felt the boundless enormity of the sky in my kiss. But it all fell apart…something went horribly wrong. #oneword @oznolem

  • robyn commented on the post, hardly 1 month ago

    if we are all just mirrors
    of the places we’ve born witness to,
    then i would still love him for all of it

  • RS Bohn commented on the post, dignity 1 month ago

    She wore dignity in scraps; the single petals of daisies, the bit of ragweed that made him sneeze. The flexing branch of a golden tree, behind her head.

    And still it cloaked her, so that her steps made no sound in the forest. When Summer came upon him, yet sleeping, in the place he thought no one could find…

    She left her dignity behind, and cast a longing look at his fragile form.

    Winter would never know.

  • RS Bohn commented on the post, tambourine 1 month, 1 week ago

    ‘comes the mailman. He’s tapping his tambourine today. Up the walks, under trees, playing for squirrels. If he’s got a message, we’ll know. We’ll hear it in the way the tambourine shakes. But for now, nothing. Not a single thing the wind doesn’t already know.

  • Oz Nolem commented on the post, pediatrician 2 months ago

    I got to let it go! Rarely do I watch what is happening in front of me. At this point in life, the government’s benevolence provide all that I could dream of. I must let go! All I need to do is be a #pedestrian in this Federal Servanthood. Walk alone. Stay in the lines. Don’t go far or fast. Everything will be given to me. #oneword @oznolem

  • RS Bohn commented on the post, couple 2 months ago

    The coupling lasted no more than a handful of minutes; the last shooting stars of the night drowned in purple dawn. Heidi looked up, through branches bare of leaves, at the clouds and never-ending sky, and listened as he put his trousers back on.

    “Breakfast?” he said, without reaching for her.

    “No,” she said. “I’m fine.”

    With a soft huff of relief, he was gone, tramping back through the woods to his house, to his wife.

    Heidi turned and lay her forehead against rough bark. It strummed beneath her touch. Someday, she thought. Someday.

  • Oz Nolem commented on the post, mythic 2 months ago

    In this simple flavor was a slow collision of piercing and humble sensations, an overwhelming #mythic experience, leading me to believe, and feel, as if I should sink down into the floor, and seep into every crack and corner of this home. #oneword @oznolem

  • Oz Nolem commented on the post, difficult 2 months, 1 week ago

    Finding a flourishing yellow rose in the the thick darkness of the human heart is the #difficult path I’ve been given. I often wonder how many nourish lustful anger and why. And not because I like to think about such mysteries, rather, because in my creation, I was a bloody, burnt rose. #oznolem #oneword

  • Oz Nolem commented on the post, deserved 2 months, 1 week ago

    Isn’t life the ultimate. The truth that all can see. Why the arguing over who is #deserving of the beauty of life, of the lust and pleasures of life. If life is the first truth, why are we arguing over speculations and fairytales of the unknowable final truth? #oznolem #oneword

  • Oz Nolem commented on the post, radius 2 months, 2 weeks ago

    And I’m back. Looking around, finding a sack on the soaking ground. There is a #radius in the sky, and amazing radiance in my mind. Looking up, I feel enough, can I touch? #oznolem #oneword

  • Oz Nolem commented on the post, nobody 2 months, 2 weeks ago

    The noise was at once beautiful and yet silently it eroded my ability to create. In the busy city there are so many opportunities, yet I find my self wishing myself alone, with nobody. #oznolem #oneword #nobody

  • Oz Nolem commented on the post, cutlery 2 months, 2 weeks ago

    What? Speaking nonsense at this time of night, with the bugs scratching at the darkened air and drunkards slithering over the streets, you ask me about cutlery!? You must be mad! Breath in the air, go to sleep.

  • Oz Nolem commented on the post, gazing 2 months, 3 weeks ago

    Because gazing at the generational development of a city is amazing, I’m going to do nothing with my life but watch. What a pathetic trade off! Compare that to mending Imagination of All Probability with the totality of reality. #gazing #oneword #oznolem

  • RS Bohn commented on the post, coarse 2 months, 3 weeks ago

    The coarseness of his hair surprised. I had, I suppose, expected it to be silky. Still, I ran my palm across his shoulder, down his chest. He quivered.

    “Beautiful beast,” I said. “Do you give yourself to me?”

    He lowered his head, a noble nose touching the floor. He acquiesced. Agreed to be–

    Mine.

  • RS Bohn and Kaitlyn are now friends 2 months, 4 weeks ago

  • RS Bohn commented on the post, blurry 3 months ago

    The sunlight made everything blurry–or maybe it was the hangover. She shouldn’t have gone out last night with Greg. She was an agent now, expected to make critical, mature, intelligent decisions. Such as not getting wasted with a co-worker on a Tuesday night.

    It had been, however, to celebrate her promotion. Stuffing her face back into the pillow, she burrowed her hands beneath it and pricked herself.

    “Ouch,” she muttered, and withdrew the sharp item.

    Her new badge. Silver and ornate, heavy and… hers. She was officially Agent Paulson, one of the Association. One of an elite group of werewolf-hunters. One of… the victims of the worst hangover she could ever remember.