Give me a juggernaut heart and a Japanese carOh, but there was a reason for writing up this entry, I think. Maybe to tell you that I am, in fact, still alive. And to demand that you read my latest story, titled "Tangerine."
I love these endless days of doing nothing.
~MorsMortisAiunt
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SummerRemember lying side-by-side In the grass one day in summer, The way you tried to lean away From the touch of skin against skin, Dancing from tantalizing warmth With your fingers raised to the sun?Summer
And then you reached out, with the sun Burning your arm on just one side, Chastising you with rays of warmth As you stole away the summer. My eyes could see right through your skin And burned until you looked away.
Then the day was lost, slipped away Between the cracked lights of the sun, Falling fast as you shed your skin So I could see your dark
by ~MorsMortisAiunt
TangerineTake a moment and picture this: The God of this world--your world--sits in a little apartment downtown, one overlooking some of the nicer city streets. Down the block is a secondhand clothing shop, a bookstore, a cafe, a bakery--and rows and rows of bright one-bedrooms and studios, lined up like straight-backed toy soldiers with blue and green paint. Such is life.Tangerine
There she sits. Yes, there she sits, hair short and light brown and feathery, sticking out at whatever angles it does so please, thank you very much. And below that mess of hair, a fair and freckled face with two big blue-as-the-sky dots of eyes, staring hungrily
by ~MorsMortisAiunt
EurusUn, deux, trois. The rain feels cautious tonight, And I count the steady drops As I hear them fall from the ceiling. Un, deux, trois. He knows I am listening, Thundering to scare me off. Oh, if only he realized!— I am brave, sir; I listen every night.Eurus
by ~MorsMortisAiunt
HellA man asked me once if I had ever seen the devil. I told him I did not believe in the devil, and yet I had seen him many times: I see him every time I walk downtown and, looking at those starved Faces, those signs that read “pregnant & homeless,” Satan walks right on by, arrogant and unperturbed. He moves straight through the crowd and steps With his polished shoes into a department store, Never turning around, never glancing back. Sir, I have seen the devil many, many times.Hell
by ~MorsMortisAiunt
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