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observant (150)

fairness. justice.

i’m watching, always observing, as you sneak around, stealing things that take your fancy. i know you do this purely on whims, on the appeal of the item right by you – you’re like a magpie, hoarding away all your treasures before shattering them. 106 more words

Miscellaneous

awakened (150)

he woke up alone on the shore of an unfamiliar beach. 139 more words

Miscellaneous

opaqueness

ignore it.
if you do so,
it will – well, no, it won’t go away.
it will accrue dust, an
interest of memory to be paid. 6 more words

Poetry

another beginning (150)

the night draws closer to its midway point, awash in sparkles falling from fireworks and long slender flutes of a select drink.

there’s a hush in the air, one that’s lifting as the clock ticks on, glittering drinks and shining lights keeping the night awake, keeping sleep at bay. 104 more words

Fiction

recurrence

shifting seamlessly:
toasts at midnight and promises
this year things will be
different.
(it’s a temporary
resurrection)

Poetry