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In Charge People didn't ever look up when Serena walked in. It just didn't work that way. She wasn't someone people noticed, not in any important way. They must have gone quiet because they were all eating, or they had run out of conversation or something. She looked up and stifled a whimper. Everyone in the room was standing perfectly still beside a chair. Every eye in the room was on her. And nearly every face said something different. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------In Charge
Serena walked in and, despi
by ~kiprotich
Happy Birthday Alone A teenager walks down the sidewalk on the edge of a suburban neighborhood. A dog barks, somewhere in the maze of houses and yards, but August is too hot, and it stops. He's sweating some, a few drops edging slowly down his face. He looks almost a man. His soft, fine features, like a mouse's, have nearly lost their baby fat. He's tall, in the way that says he'll be taller. Shoulders are starting to fill out. His school books are on his back, and there's a paper bag in his hand. In his other hand is a white stick, the last four inches bright red. He doesn't wear sunglasses.Happy Birthday Alone
by ~kiprotich
For Mo CroiA storm; A whirling jade mass of chaotic fury; Trying desperately to shake loose worlds that only mourn the ruin of its wake; Postponing the day its energy is spent and it spins out into vaguely remembered gustings...For Mo Croi
A star; A brilliant blue point of flickering light; Searching for fuels in faraway worlds that only stymie and dampen its flame; Bringing light and warmth to others who cling and smother, never knowing just what treasure they're killing
A falling star crashes through the cloud canopy of a dying storm, bringing light and heat. "An eye, a rock, a focus!" "Re
by ~kiprotich
Waiting for DecemberCrawling and scraping, not even faking, I snap and snarl at the condescension; Who tries to pick me up? Do they think they can help? I'd laugh if I could breathe; A tiger with no teeth, a wolverine with no claws, I stare at the stars, howling and hating the intervening space. I want to run with my eyes closed, to swim down and not come up, to climb without looking down. But I can't, I won't, because I must be here. I have to be here. I will be here. For you.Waiting for December
by ~kiprotich
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New RecruitThe clock punctuated the quiet of the office with crisp ticks, each movement of the second hand like a whipcrack of military discipline. Its face, like most things in the office, was emblazoned with an ornate and correct VR, a reminder to take pride in Her Majesty's service. Take pride in her service the clerk certainly did; she was all too aware of the lack of options available to a woman of her station, and was appropriately grateful for the chance to serve her sovereign. At the moment, however, the monogram on the clock face was obscured by a silent reminder of the fact that it was only ten minutes before tNew Recruit
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Glad for the LosingI am a broken Earthly creature Ill to death with chills and fevers Lost in the labyrinth of pins and needles In my head, my ears, my eyes, my hands Trapped in a web of spikes and pikes and halberds And lies Lies about truths And truths about lies This world is all cracked open andGlad for the Losing
Supine And my eyes have never been opened so Tightly
Pried open to dry in the stale air
Of the death that lives here Shingles and chimneys and squirrels Fill my eyes
But beyond them I see things Unseen Unheard Unknown Untouched But
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"As long as you live Let nothing trouble you. Life is only too short, and time takes its toll." --Skolion of Seikilos
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"The brash, at least, are honest."
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"As long as you live Let nothing trouble you. Life is only too short, and time takes its toll." --Skolion of Seikilos
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"The brash, at least, are honest."
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"As long as you live Let nothing trouble you. Life is only too short, and time takes its toll." --Skolion of Seikilos
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