It was all dark.
My mind was bleak and foggy,
tangled in cobwebs,
caked with years of undisturbed dust.
An apparition of my former self
glaring in the mirror.
Who was she?
I forgot.
Bigger than this.
Happier than this.
But I forgot.
She was worthy and pretty
despite it all.
Then, a spider crawled inside her ear.
Year after year, it spun its home,
each new entanglement
dulling her spark.
Pulling out the webs,
thick and gross,
sticking to my fingers,
clarity returns,
and the fog slowly ends.
But then again,
is there ever really clarity?
Or are all brains simply balls of webs?
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luces
Where light shines.
posts
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I Like Him
I like him.I don’t care if he’s just a friend.I don’t care if I have to pretend that he feels more for me than he ever will.I like him.His mind’s a lazy river,the surface slightly quivering as lilac petals drift soft and slow.Mine always races,taking me places I don’t want to go.So, I like him,for…
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Decorum
It all started when I sat on the bench. It wasn’t an unusual day. The sky was the same decadent shade of sherbet and ice as always after dinner—a glimmering, figure-friendly, visual dessert—and a group of incredibly chatty girls from the college on the next block was standing at the corner on my right, giddily…
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To Go Home
-1- Duh! Duh! Duh! Duh! Duh! “Whah! Huh?” Duh! Duh! Duh! Duh! Duh! What? Oh… Duh! Duh! Duh! Duh! Duh! “Hold on! I’m coming!” Groggy, irritable, and confused, I stood from the rickety, creaking rocking chair and moved through the pitch-blackness to the door, scolding myself for not leaving on a light. But who knew…
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Mayellite
“Binita…” … “Binita.” … “Binita!” … … “BINIIITA!” Strained hisses straining hard to not break their whisper… Desperate… He was so desperate… Desperately trying to rouse my response… Desperation was the new world, but no matter how desperate you got, nothing changed. Ever. Nope. Desperation never changed a thing. Pleading, begging, hoping, hissing—nothing desperate mattered.…
LUCES 