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The Invisibles - TeaserTorren Durst probably couldn't hear the footfalls of the Guardian behind him because the large man had taken flight. Just his luck, getting caught by a flying Guardian. He turned a corner, struggling to keep his breath even. Just a few more blocks, he lied to himself. Just a couple.The Invisibles - Teaser
He wondered if they'd realized who they were after yet. Did they know that he was an invisible? He guessed not. If they did, they wouldn't hesitate to kill him on spot, instead of taking him to Judging, like the law decreed. Of course, the laws only applied to those with powers like the other 99.9% of the population. But for people like Tor, there wa


BingeSlivers of glass, shards of reflective lies that embody my hopes - they compose my paranoid delusions.Binge
(iamfat iamfat)
I long for skinny mirrors;
mirrors that when I look in
(quick!) the ropes of thick, suffocating yellow sludge that envelop my hideous carcass will float away down the brackish river, through the medicated gates of psychotherapy.
And I will forget the little black squiggles that define my body, lines that are so entwined with identity that there are no lines, there are no boundaries, &n


softlytrembling cellophanesoftly
tender wings cut through shadows blackened butter flies


h.e.r.pointed lines of a square jaw, thrust forward in defiance of conformity- a genetic rebellion, strength in bold strokes.h.e.r.
small, straight, stubborn. a dash of spunk and the
nose is set - blue whirlwind eyes mimic the tears cried, the water lost.
luxurious hair - clouds-in-your-coffee hue, spilling over broad shoulders to dance past a full bosom, gracefully adorning nature's best.
eyebrows like lightning bolts forced to lie still - dark slashes set low, reaching towards the high cheekbones reflecting


money mandog-eared fingers crumple up, their thick, fleshy throats swelling likemoney man
bulbous worms; they undulate with that green sickness - flailing with the pervasive odor of a need for greed.
white hands match a
starched shirt, so pale next to the bloody purple of his suit, shot through with the deep bruises of red and burgundy.
his tie does not match -
yellow as the jaundiced world he lives in, it hungrily laps up the color from his face; sucking life as he inhales amenities.
flakes of a check waft past his blank face, &n


replacefrayed fringe of denim eyes -blink twice and I will be gone- border them with twicebacktacked lashes (let them speak, for they leak sweet tears)replace
had I ached for that acrimonious smile, the bitter, two edged blades that are your lips--?
would I--?
and yet tears are no substitute
for well oiled steel, and your eyes are no match for a soul--.
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MAIN LINKS I am a poet and an aspiring novelist. I go by various names, some of them pseudonyms, some of them real. Please, on DA, you can either call me Kate, or Michelle. Whatever is easier. ^^ I used to have an eating disorder, as well as mild depression, but with love, happiness, and crew (rowing!) I've gotten over it. Now I'm dealing with my ADD. I am a proud member of #LitLove, and I enjoy spending time on DA as well as off of DA. I comment like crazy, fave when I like it, not others, and if I praise you, I mean it. I love my friends, especially ones on DA. You can find me in any of the chats listed in my journal. Chances are, I'll be there. I love watchers, and I read and appreciate every comment and fave. If you commented/faved my piece Writer's Block: A Battle and did not get a response, I apologize. Since that got a DD, it got a lot of attention, and it's hard to get to everyone. ^^ Thank you, though. If you want to follow me on Twitter, do so on prosaicscriptor or TheB0yWhoLived. Prosaicscriptor is my actual, RL update. TheB0yWhoLived is my crack Harry Potter one. |
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Seashells of Island Angel
Reminiscing their smiles forever...
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