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Which one, which one? She sauntered through her huge, fancy closet running her manicured fingers along the options. With empty eyes her many sagged from the velvet hangers: one laughing, one smiling coyly, one a flirty tease. She ignored her true face: despair.

8 48
2021-07-18

he stalks the streets
beneath the moon
anger like dynamite
ready to explode
insanely singing
the same refrain
🎵ȶɦɛ ռɛӼȶ օռɛ ɨ ʍɛɛȶ
աɨʟʟ ʟɨɛ ǟȶ ʍʏ ʄɛɛȶ🎶


🎨 Aradied

4 25
2021-07-18

"I see everything so now" said the time-traveller, as he stood at the end of the timeline, both nothingness and eternity stretched out in front of him.

"But you wish you had much earlier, don't you?" asked the hermit, leading him into both at once.

2 31
2021-07-17

perfect.
Almost there.
Always on the cusp.
Chasing perfection.
Never taking the risk.
Because I'm not perfect.
Wasting life chasing perfection.
Almost perfect.
Never good enough.
Wasting my life...
Chasing perfection.

0 4
2021-07-15

Despite being sarcastic, even Carla's sister shadowed her everywhere she went. The park, friends' houses, the library, even school: Lark was always there.

"What did you expect?" Lark responded when asked. "You were the one who summoned a demon sister."

1 9
2021-07-13

"That is a very solution, Major!"

"But it will prevent the end of the world, Colonel! And I would say is rather poetic!"

"Okay! Deploy the Night Sky Paint the cosmic skies with celestial monsters. Let's hope that scares away the aliens!"

2 29
2021-07-10

2/2
In any case, my life has been thoroughly since my arrest.

Two tips for fellow humans traveling off world:

> DON’T assume a pretty-looking flower is actually a flower.

> DON’T pick it!


7/9
7/8
7/6
📷 pixabay | darksouls1

0 6
2021-07-10

1/2
“Mistaken Identity”

My cellmate said I looked “#crestfallen.”

I’ve never used that word to describe how the loss of my has made me feel — and look.

Besides, how would a three-foot tall Rootoid alien know about human feelings?

It’s probably psychic.

0 9
2021-07-10

let's take the train & go to Vienna
rent a room for a night and then waltz
the waist of the night trembles
fingertips touch a blue door which is locked
-
you, the kiss of the love that could be
I, the rhythm of three beats in each bar


22 132
2021-07-09

As the ice-cream fairy gestured, a mango floated from a nearby tree, bees flew by, carrying honey, and snowflakes fell from sunny skies. The fairy mixed them all in a coconut shell.
"Here" she said to the little boy, who was earlier but now beamed with joy.

9 58
2021-07-08

Before I sign my soul away can you provide proof of your ability of deliver? He silently the paintings

Oooooo, Lucifer, you CAN make me the greatest Art Hunter of all time -

Of course, just sign here, in blood obvs

2 4
2021-07-07

Pirates riding chop
on Adriatic sprawl
Whole deep unraveled
beneath them,
endless spray



Art--> Alfred Jensen

10 43
2021-07-06

"Being with life is the worst thing for your health. You need to take charge, show yourself that good things come from making choices for you," he said.
"So you're saying" she prodded.
"I'm saying its okay to choose the restaurant, no more, "Whatever you wants"

5 14
2021-07-05



The
Ancestors held chained captive
Whipped to submission
Indigenous people trapped
Lives of no equality

1 17
2021-07-05




The captain scowled at the prisoner. "What is this...foreign filth?" he demanded.

The scout dared not appear "My Lord, we this seer away from the East."

"Do we not have enough such idiots?"

"But my Lord, this one can make liquid fire."

8 74
2021-07-04

She always felt alone
Being different, she’d learnt long ago not to rely on anyone
She was thick skinned
She would play the to keep others away
Deep down she was kind
A soul just wanting to be loved and accepted

4 34
2021-07-03

My Priestess
of the sea
replicated and spirited
just the way
she used to be
Images that never waver
the velvet of her eyes
Better than new
next iteration
My breath
becomes her prize

7 26
2021-07-03

Art inspired by revolution, whether political, social or industrial, always has a certain quality. The artist seeks to communicate their emotions, the energy, the optimism of the moment. Thus the art becomes an important historical artefact in its own right

2 8
2021-07-03

I keep telling the wind of our stories. Tell me you hear my whispers at the edge of your dreams.

1 17
2021-07-02

As time-portals keep opening through the long, long night, we regale each other with tableaux from our jumping in & out of the past, present & future, painting joys & sorrows in similarly vivid colors, treading a circle repeatedly defined by both hope & despair.

1 17
2021-07-01