Cosmos
‘The heart is the brightest’, she said.
Reclining in the summer night, eyes cast north, she began outlining the constellations for the boy she loved. Read more
‘The heart is the brightest’, she said.
Reclining in the summer night, eyes cast north, she began outlining the constellations for the boy she loved. Read more
As Alex was putting ornaments on her Christmas tree, she found an old ornament with a fading Polaroid of her and Santa from the second grade. Read more
“This is possibly the worst day of my life.” I pause to sigh dramatically for effect and pout in Mike’s general direction. Read more
This week’s IndieInk Photo Battle came from supermaren, who gave me the prompt Hope. I challenged Tara Roberts with the prompt Sparkle. Read more
I hate strategy games. I always have, and still I somehow managed…
Once upon a time, life was normal. I was a regular young woman with regular ambitions. Read more
”‘Oh, I don’t know,’ he said. ‘Πελλαίου βοῦς μέγας εἰν Ἀίδη.’ This was something to the effect that, in the Underworld, a great ox costs only a penny, but I knew what he meant and in spite of myself I laughed. There was a tradition among the ancients that things were very cheap in Hell. “ –Donna Tartt, “The Secret History”
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From Jurgen Nation (Anastacia):
It’s…
Nobody ever acknowledged how weak I felt. How, instead of the venom, power was sucked from my veins. I allowed the abuse to continue. So I would suffocate underneath sheets of hatred and resentment, because breathing didn’t seem worth it. The weight of guilt might collapse my lungs and, if it did, the fight was over. That’s all I wanted anyway.
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