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skeletal dreams: I'm still here
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Thursday, May 10. I also apologise if I worried anyone. I didn't mean for it at all. Well, now that I've remembered how I used to write, how beautiful and kind you readers are, I am going to try to start it up again. I know it's not much, but here are two snippets of something I wrote down in my notebook one day. I wait for the sound of your footsteps, but they become quieter and quieter, until I can hardly hear you at all aside from your socks softly brushing against the dark brown wood sometimes. May 1...
The Wendy Bird
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Friday, June 10, 2011. Every boy, more often than not, has a crush on the wrong girl. Don't get the wrong idea - /I/ didn't like Witch, but my best friend did. His name was Peter. But I'm getting ahead of myself here. My name is Tuck. When I was eleven years old, roughly eighty years ago, I died. Nice to meet you. This is a story, a wicked one, about a girl - a girl named Witch. All I can say is to look past the beauty and charm and try to see the wicked person she really is. The children worshiped it...
skeletal dreams: Last Breath
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Monday, November 21. I often wonder what your last. Thoughts were as you. Lay in that stiff and sterile. Hospital bed, the poisonous. Cancer rushing through your blood. Finishing to feast on the last. And rotted like the rest. While you slept your second wife. Shaved your stubble because you. Couldn't do it yourself anymore. Or maybe you were too proud—. Maybe you let them grow,. Your tiny grey, prickly hairs. Knowing this would be the last. Time they crawled from beneath. Your skin to see the daylight.
skeletal dreams: about
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Is an anthology of personal poetry inspired by. Dreams, unspoken words, feelings, voices and shadows of strangers, memories, endearing souls, and facets of my imagination. I am a young university student studying journalism, writing, and philosophy. Thank you for reading, I treasure your words. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Skeletal dreams. Powered by Blogger. Since december, 2010.
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I wish we were butterflies: Windswept Wishes
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I felt like a bit of a change. Not really sure how to explain this sudden desire; but I have always been a bit restless. I hope you will join me on my new venture:. Posted by Carina Maree. Wednesday, December 05, 2012. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Reach me at: iwishwewerebutterflies@hotmail [dot] com. AMBITIONS strong need to do something new. G h o s t . g a r d e n s. Buy Your Dream Home With Short Term Bridging Loan. Simple template. Powered by Blogger.
skeletal dreams: letters
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Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Unless otherwise stated and sourced all writing on this blog is my own. Please do not use or copy without prior consent as respect to the author. Thank you. Skeletal dreams. Powered by Blogger. Since december, 2010.
skeletal dreams: Bangkok
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Saturday, November 5. You kicked the diaphanous blanket off the bed. As the moth-eaten sheet under you began to dampen. Around your perspiring long limbs like a. Cube of ice thawing on sizzling cement. The out-of-date air con spat puffs of patchy. Cold air, interrupted by tepid, dusty exhalations. That followed with frustrated groans. Our burning bodies met as we stood. Under the cool drizzle of the shower,. My red cheek resting on your chest for solace. We wrapped ourselves in thin threads. I can't beli...
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Chronicles of life aboard. It’s a row boat, not rocket science. June 5, 2015. June 5, 2015. The subject matter, in it’s natural, the dingy dock. My exposure to sailing never included a dingy; the small boat one uses to go from your bigger boat ashore; as it was limited to day sailing out of a marina, and someone politely assisting me on and off said boat. We have two dingies. One lives deflated under our main salon table, naturally, so our primary method of transportation is a folding row boat. First les...
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The List You’ve Been Waiting For: The Packing List. August 12, 2015. August 12, 2015. Packing for four months? This is something that I’ve known that I’ve had to do for a while now, but it’s definitely been one of the parts of my study abroad experience that I’ve been dreading. No matter how many lists I’ve made or looked up on the Internet, nothing really seemed to ease the overwhelming feelings I got when I realized that I was leaving in less than a week and hadn’t yet started to pack. 2 sweaters (thin...
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Tengo un anciano en mi alcoba
Tengo un anciano en mi alcoba. La Poesìa queda en la conciencia de nuestras mentes y en el corazòn. Como un verdadero recuerdo, como una verdadera realidad. Esteban Di Lonardo. Lo único que vivimos es el Presente. Nuestra mente guarda cosas como si fuera una biblioteca,. Nos gusta lustrar nuestros recuerdos, adorar nuestros pasados. Pero lo único que existe es el Presente. Jueves, 22 de agosto de 2013. Cuarto Dia, Agraceder. Recibir la mañana, adorar al Sol. Respirar profundo, mirar el Cielo. Veo hermano...
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