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A Robot Love Poem

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stormchaser

dear sarah, yesterday I tried to swallow the sun. it burned me up on the inside until even my skin was hot to the touch, and I thought of you. I hope you have found better ways than me to feel lighter. heaven knows there are days where I still trade my feet for concrete blocks and try to sprint to the finish line, but at least I have stopped straying towards the riverbanks. at least I get out of bed. most days, that’s enough. but if you tell me that most days life still feels like a choice you’re making every minute, I will tell you that I understand. I have spent years trying to outrun my sadness, sipping sunlight until my vision blurs and looking up only to realize I’ve been going in circles and calling it progress. every escape I ever made is a town I can never go back to and I’m not better for it. I carry so many graveyards around inside of me, and I’ve lost count of how many bridges I’ve burned because I confused loving with leaving. take my sadness away, I don’t

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girls on a roof.

aphrodite passes the blunt to persephone, says you have to tell me how you did that, how you seduced hades and they sit there on the roof, the stars twinkling. persephone looks youthful in a way that’s untouched, as if she’s somehow eternally seventeen or made of sunshine. i didn’t have to do much, she says. and aphrodite who’s spent years reading gossip mags & articles about “ true love ” thinks about how she saw hades take off his leather jacket & wrap it around persephone’s shoulders, easy as breathing. kissed the side of her head. gave

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The Storehouse - Chapter 4

It didn't take long before Elena was the backbone of the Storehouse. Being practically invulnerable to harm meant that she was the most fearless of all the wellspring keepers when it came to confronting the bad guys. Plenty of items had fallen into the hands of criminals who were willing to threaten a woman with a knife, and nothing took the wind out of their sales than seeing Elena shrug off a stabbing. And after that, when it came to interrogation methods, Elena found that the average crook tended to get chatty after she'd pulled his arm off and stuck it in a bag. She always gave them back afterwards, though. No need to get nasty. Wh

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The Storehouse - Chapter 3

Marty and Vanessa took cover behind an overturned table as a tongue of flame roared over their heads. The woman on the other side was wearing a leather corset with an attached pair of magical dragon wings, which allowed her to fly and breathe fire. The room wasn't big enough for the wings to give her an advantage, but the flame breath was trouble enough. "Man," said Vanessa, "I've heard of fiery redheads, but . . ." "Please don't finish that sentence," said Marty. "This is bad enough without terrible puns." "Oh, come on. Someone had to say it." "You have any ideas for how to take this psycho down?" "Well, there are two

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The Storehouse - Chapter 2

Marty and Vanessa first met at a party. She had bought an interesting-looking drink-mixing kit at a party supply shop, and she invited a few friends over to try it out. The kit included a fancy-looking shaker and some funny-looking syrups and things, and the whole thing came in a shiny cardboard box with little sparkles on it. The whole thing looked pretty cheesy, but Vanessa figured she could make a good time out of it. Marty was a blogger. He had been writing little consumer watchdog articles for a while, until he found out about Opus Novelties, Inc., a company that had sold some seriously dodgy goods. They specialized in practical j

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Harper 27 - Truly Harper

Closing my eyes, I slowly take a deep breath, focusing on trying to get my heartrate back down to something approaching normal while attempting to tune out the sound of several hundred voices and one not too happy nephew. Taking another slow breath, I can feel my heartrate begin to slow, though how long it will stay like this is anyone’s guess. After all, it’s not every day that you graduate from high school. Opening my eyes, I look over to Marcus, who’s happily signing away with a couple friends. Our eyes connect and he quickly signs me a reminder to just keep breathing. Easy for him to say; he has a machine doing that for him. Looking to my right, I set a hand on Meghan’s shoulder, causing my friend to jump slightly. “You’re not helping yourself by stressing out.” “I know” my friend replies, groaning as she leans back in her seat “but this will probably be the biggest speech I’ll ever give and this will be the biggest crowd I’ve ever spoken in front of. I don’t want to fuck this

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Fly

blindwillow

Published: Mar 18, 2015

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eagle fly hope illness pain sky heaven inspiration

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I guess I have people with terminal illness in mind on this one, but we all face lesser versions of that extreme experience in our lives. Stormy sky stock by blueangelstock. Sunny sky stock by cattycass. Eagle stock by AngiWallace. This one's big enough to be printed out too!