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I want wrists curved like butterfly wings; a jawline arched like the vein of a leaf; a ribcage like a harp. I will sway to music-box melodies beside the daisies: the dandelion ballerina…
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She was trying desperately to break the boundaries of her being and bind her blemishes in bandages...

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Archive of posts published in the tag: love

Masks of Desire

Prompt: Discuss the idea(s) developed in by the text creator in your chosen text about the ways in which human longing shapes individuals’ lives. (Cold Personal) This personal response was inspired from another piece I have written, Experience and Innocence. This story, however, has been further developed,…

When Love Grows Cold

“Into this lonely room so satin and cold Silent eyes are staring Voices calling me to be free…” – REO Speedwagon, Dead At Last   Brently Mallard’s fingertips were colder than his wife’s, even though hers had been bloodless for a week. The…

The Crease

A baby. She was small enough to fit in one of my hands, completely bald but still the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. At night, her wails were like torture to me. Siena and I would take it in turns to…

Physical Force and Physical Love

Through currents that are subtle yet nonetheless powerful, dominance is a controlling factor in relationships- both of the past and present.  Dramatized to demonstrate the effects of dominance, the connection between passion and violence in Tennessee William’s A Streetcar Named Desire is based on…

Experience and Innocence

As the languid slink of tentative waves tinkled between the creases of river rocks, its wide, smooth arcs flowed in and out. The cool waves inched their way forwards with slow, hesitant motions before lightly kissing the lips of grey-speckled rocks. With the…

The Milestone

The lights flashed in a pulsating alternation of red and green, blue and orange, yellow and purple. With the music pounding in my ears and the sway of sweaty, passionate bodies pressed against me, I could feel my heart beat in time with…

Father, Not Husband

  I lie beside him in bed each night, deprived of sleep by his heavy, relentless snores. Every morning, I help him get out of bed with painstaking effort. I guide his slow, shuffling movements as he makes his way to the bathroom.…

Music of the Choir

Her deft fingers gently ran over piano keys of ebony and ivory, and from her hands was born a powerful, beautiful melody. The music wove its way through the air and into the hearts of the five young singers whose voices rose in…

Vellichor

I stepped inside, breathing in warm air smelling of and leather and pages, as vellichor itched at my heart. The bookshelves were a maze I knew as if they were the lines etched into my face beside weary eyes that read by lamplight at 3:00am.…

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