Creative Writing Shenanigans.

Poetry

Creative Writing Shenanigans.

Prose

Bottle

  I wish I had some bottles. They would be clear and hand crafted from some country town in France where they speak with thick accents and put flowers in everything. They would put flowers in the bottles and wrap some twine around them as accent pieces. They would be really…

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Had I the fabric of the night, entwined with the constellation's stars, the black and the purple and the grey night, of crabs and dogs and belts of stars; I would lay that cloth on the grass: so as we could lay on it together; but now we do not…

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It's been twenty days and in many ways I call that poetic justice. Because, though a poem will suffice, there are many more ways to conjure an audience who can ponder the wonders of life with me.   But all I can do right now is attempt to rhyme and…

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I take too long to respond to most of my conversations mainly because I'm preoccupied with the constellations of freckles or hairs or stars that I can see from where I'm standing. And I put a nice cover on my keyboard only to take it off when I get bored…

Holy

I want to be holy. But not in a holier-than-thou sort of way. I want to be just as holy as the next guy-- but by guy I specifically mean someone who goes to church. Because all of the people I know who go to church are fun to hang out…

Acrostic

Everyone said goodbye today. Velvet shoes and gowns were left behind but everyone kept memories with them. Even though it's all over, is it ever really over? Remembering everything seems like it's too much right now so maybe I'll just let myself have random memories of today forever. Yesterday, I…

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Even when I told you I did not like the city, you did not believe me, because all the nitty-gritty of that city is what you like about it. You said that it's pretty, and that if I had any pity left in me I would go and see this…

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I stare at your backpack, hoping for change. It's a strange feeling when that happens, when you know that someone will come back but they just haven't. Not yet. No, but they might. I suppose they have to if they're ever going to get work done. But do they even want to?…

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There is a cliche that would be easy to say: Reading is an adventure. But it's so much more than a park tour or a fictional lecture. It's swimming, it's baseball, it's an old oak, 30 feet tall that no one intends to cut down. It's an orange feather, it's…

Museum Misunderstandings

Standing in the Natural History museum, two people (Person A and Person B) are viewing different displays. Nearby, a large group of students are chattering, filling out papers for school, and pointing at different displays. A: Did you see that-- B: Dinosaur? Yeah, there’re a lot. A: They’re a lot…

Spring

I dress like it's Spring every day. I dress in the anticipation of the flowers blooming and the sun staying up for a little bit too long. I would want everyone to dress this way, but at the same time, it feels like I'm a Spring flower in a world…

Everything

What if everything you’ve ever read was something that was secretly about you? Every news article, email, ad, all aiming towards you and intended to be about you. What if the person next to you, supposedly just typing on their keyboard, is writing about you, hoping that you’ll read it?…

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Below the universe, there is so much more to see.   But, alas, she lies on her back, her arms stretched, her dress a puddle of fabric. She’s trying to be someone she’s not: a persona too far-fetched.   She can not tell the constellations apart, but nonetheless gives stories…

Night Swimmer

By now, I bet he’s dead. At least, I hope he’s dead. The man who seasoned my cups of tea with garlic and who left his paychecks at the piano-- yeah, I hope he’s dead. I was getting sick of his knit white turtlenecks stained with what I hoped was…

Do you copy?

Space, do you copy? [typed string0="Space, do you copy?" string1="Over." typeSpeed="40" startDelay="0" backSpeed="40" backDelay="500"] [typed string0="Copied." string1="Over." typeSpeed="40" startDelay="4000" backSpeed="40" backDelay="500"] [typed string0="And... What do you see?" string1="Over." typeSpeed="40" startDelay="8000" backSpeed="40" backDelay="500"] [typed string0="Star in sight..." string1="Over." typeSpeed="40" startDelay="12000" backSpeed="40" backDelay="500"] [typed string0="Any other characteristics of note?" string1="Over." typeSpeed="40" startDelay="16000"…

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You remind me of yourself at my age. [typed string0="You remind me of yourself at my age." string1="Two people, both alike in dignity, lead each by a different page."string2="An adventure gone wrong, a journey too long, because it was never meant to be." string3="A misread message, pictures of ship wreckage,…

Unfocus

No matter how much glass is in front of my face, it's all still so unfocused. I'm an unframed, unglassed pair of eyes walking around a bunch of blobs. How many leaves are on that tree? Who knows? But light, that's the true wonder. Small orbs of light that float in…

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I see life in book endings. from sand beach weddings to dragon defeats, where not even fire can heat an emotion so hot as to have a clue about what it means. But in all honestly, I don't believe in those book sales for new books. There are older ones,…
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