Entries By Incognito
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ragged
The stained, yellowing pages of the ragged book sit open as they have for years, along lonely the shore. Its owner abandoned it long ago.
Posted By Incognito On 01.10.2011 @ 10:04 pm
costume
It’s that time of year again. Break out the masks, don your veils, plaster on that makeup, and most importantly don’t forget the candy.
Posted By Incognito On 10.20.2010 @ 4:25 pm
telescope
Adjust. Position. The tiny, black ocular frame gives way to a whole new world.
Posted By Incognito On 10.16.2010 @ 8:55 pm
sunlight
Sunlight filters through the leaves, dappling the ground with pale patches of gold. A fallen leaf flutters in the breeze, dancing through the air and landing at your feet.
Posted By Incognito On 10.10.2010 @ 7:54 pm
seconds
The seconds are ticking by. Time’s moving so fast I can barely see where we’re going. But I guess that doesn’t matter, as long as we go together. The handles on the clock are ticking faster now. I can feel them closing in.
Posted By Incognito On 08.13.2010 @ 4:18 pm
order
Why does everything have to be in a particular order? Life is supposed to be spontaneous and fun. Too much thinking leads to indecisiveness.
Posted By Incognito On 07.07.2010 @ 11:08 pm
chaos
Chaos. It closes in. The noise is overwhelming the sights are overpowering. Everything’s happening all at once. I don’t know what to do.
Posted By Incognito On 07.06.2010 @ 9:45 pm
mud
People tend to associate mud with filth. But they aren’t the same thing. Mud is what you play with when you’re a little kid in the backyard. It isn’t the best toy in the world but leaves so much to the imagination.
Posted By Incognito On 07.04.2010 @ 10:26 pm
pawn
So you’re just going to give up and let them use you as a pawn for their scheme? I thought you were different. Weren’t you the one who taught me how to play chess? What happened to the old you? The real you. The one that was in control?
Posted By Incognito On 07.03.2010 @ 1:44 pm
velvet
Soft and furry is what describes it. Don’t pet it too roughly or it’ll break.
Posted By Incognito On 06.26.2010 @ 9:05 pm
tide
The tide pulls gently on the sands, washing away all the impurities left on the shore. It roars as it rushes up the slope, bringing with it shells and starfish and taking with it the last remains of memories.
Posted By Incognito On 06.22.2010 @ 2:36 pm
leap
Don’t think. Just do it. Take a chance and go for it. Make a leap, or you’ll never know what you’ll miss out on. Time’s running out.
Posted By Incognito On 06.17.2010 @ 2:24 pm
