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Fantastic Feature Tuesday #29

Journal Entry: Wed Jan 30, 2013, 8:01 AM


This is a weekly feature of amazing literature that I come by during my
travels across deviantART. This is only a small sample of a vast amount
of wonderful pieces of literature written by absolutely fantastic
writers. Each deviation was carefully selected from a writer's gallery
based on structure, impact and word usage. I will never feature the
same person twice, so check out these wonderful writers now while you can!



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In October.She is chameleons,
bare-tree umbrellas
somewhere beneath
Autumn’s underbelly,
beside once-remembered friends
of once-remembered pasts,
falling fragmented in kitchen sinks
and cleaning bottles,
still
breaking hearts for puzzles,
still
bandaging wounds on tables
of answers without questions;
and she is still unknown
come next October.
green life by blacklightwhen that orchid-coloured
glow surrounded like
a fog of sun,
you and I touched
hands at fingers' ends, and
something roaring, glaring,
passed between our palms.
a crackling voltage vein,
a conduit christ.
precious recalled and
returned, eternal, your
fragment never
frays or folds.
no brigade of buckets ever
could have made it fade.
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I crafted a
palm to crown
your fabric and to
gift-bow your gamma flash.
where is your pride now?
your great and heavy sorrow?
bare to me your bruise,
hand here your plague.
my concubine will not
forever lie in saturned tatters. I
will make her shout and shine.
she is silver, she is mine.
I will reveal her,
purple-blue as crystal,
bright as green life
by black-light.
HungryI arrive hungry -
pink
like last night's wine,
my mouth full of you.
Dinner is a dying art you say,
tucking a napkin
over my lap.
First course -
mezze -
something you feed me
with your hands
poised in flight.
Main course -
I wear a blindfold;
you have a spoon
between your lips,
daring me to bite.
Dessert -
nectar
collected in a cup.
I can taste
the morsel of your skin
just a tease
you leave
upon my tongue

the Eden of self-creationhe
perched on the lip
of a girl
the year
was hot with
outdoor parties
butterflies
open doors,
paper lanterns,
leather vests and wine
he is carnivorous
and passionate
she is music
sweat and muscle
they are alive
creating light graffiti
from the strobe light
on their moist limbs
their anthem is
warm summer nights,
bonfires and bands
playing electronica
tomorrow
they will
disappear into
hesitant voices
but for now
they deviate –
this is
the essence of
self-creation
Theresa Goes Up the StairsMy life is a series of discontentments.
When I was seven, I tried to fly by jumping off the tallest hill in Florida. I expected an invisible gust of wind to whisk me off my feet, take my bird arms and let me soar with the gulls in the ocean-drenched air. Yet as soon as I leapt, my sandals hit the ground with a dismal flop, and I found myself still upon the hill, on my way down down down from that point on.
At age ten I decided to be a genius by turning to books and numbers for solace. I believed I would be honored with various rewards and be the envy of my peers, be that girl, the one both beautiful and intelligent, a cosmic genius. Yet I found myself with no ribbons and no friends, taking the lonely, taxing route that the elect walk, balancing books on my head that later fell down down down when I stumbled with no one to catch me.
I was thirteen when I loved a boy by allowing him to dance with me. I guessed he would make my heart somersault and myself twirl round my room after all lov

:thumb338430908: Just Once.I'll only do this once.
I'll pull you underneath these covers, put the blanket over our heads as if we're little kids again just hiding from mom and her scolding face. I'll hold onto you so tight our breath will get shallow and and if it didn't feel so good, we'd realise just how bad it hurts our sides. I'll let you brush back my bangs, tucking them behind my ears, even though I hate the ugly twisted ear you adore so much. I'll stare into your eyes, noticing that you have a smokey gray outline on your pupils and sharp jagged lines inside those circles of dark brown.
I'll cradle your head in my lap, touching ever so gently every beautiful part of your face while whispering about all the vulnerable parts of my life that made the fear in me today. I'll even tell you about the times I cried until I couldn't breathe and how I questioned if I was worth anything but then I'll tell you how you changed me, made me feel so amazing and loved. I'll stumble through finding the right words of









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Fantastic Feature Tuesday #28This is a weekly feature of amazing literature that I come by during my
travels across deviantART. This is only a small sample of a vast amount
of wonderful pieces of literature written by absolutely fantastic
writers. Each deviation was carefully selected from a writer's gallery
based on structure, impact and word usage. I will never feature the
same person twice, so check out these wonderful writers now while you can!
Please this news article so it will reach a larger audience!




Histology by angel-in-pieces herb-grace by toxic-scheherazade
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Fantastic Feature Tuesday #27This is a weekly feature of amazing literature that I come by during my
travels across deviantART. This is only a small sample of a vast amount
of wonderful pieces of literature written by absolutely fantastic
writers. Each deviation was carefully selected from a writer's gallery
based on structure, impact and word usage. I will never feature the
same person twice, so check out these wonderful writers now while you can!
Please this news article so it will reach a larger audience!




catharsis. by scripturiency
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Fantastic Feature Tuesday #26This is a weekly feature of amazing literature that I come by during my
travels across deviantART. This is only a small sample of a vast amount
of wonderful pieces of literature written by absolutely fantastic
writers. Each deviation was carefully selected from a writer's gallery
based on structure, impact and word usage. I will never feature the
same person twice, so check out these wonderful writers now while you can!
Please this news article so it will reach a larger audience!



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Happy reading! :heart:

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:iconcristinewakesuphappy:
cristinewakesuphappy Featured By Owner Jul 12, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
:+fav: senses & theresa goes up the stairs
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Scarlettletters Featured By Owner Jan 31, 2013  Professional Writer
Thanks very much for featuring my art. I am honored to be included and appreciate it very much!
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:iconforestmeetwildfire:
forestmeetwildfire Featured By Owner Feb 1, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
You're very welcome! :)
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