fear


  The truth may hurt for a little while, but a lie hurts forever—especially if it starts while we’re young. Naivete protects, but only for so long. Innocently developing brains absorb multifarious influences that pour into id and ego’s foundations. As we grow our sub-conscience clings to these diverse exposures, sorting the positive and negative to shape our identities, emulating the good and shedding the bad. Truth becomes...

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artisans carved intricacies into its sturdy legs, rubbed glowing wax onto its tooled leather top, and fit golden locks within its private drawers; donning decorous stone-walled castles, silent and loyal, collecting courtesan’s hushed tryst and dungeon’s torture scream, untold mysteries rested with far-flung keys on ocean’s gravely floor; traveling o’er watery tomb one hundred years past, now before a self-bound guarded girl, bitter...

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jasmine fire sets tender blaze to the almonds of his eyes, rosy mouth curls, fire lights round the moon of my soul, beckoning unknowingly, digging days for a night’s soul not yet dead. simple bartered pet, portal to purvey, complex petting portends, smoothness of skin tantalizes tracing fingertips, moist lips repose tendencies past, lapse of memory begets shuddering cacophony, desire frightens crescendo’s trust. alas the silken thread...

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I avoid the keyboard. An ocean of thoughts swell into waves of ideas, mounting to feverish tsunami. Words and phrases rise and fall, swirling into sentences and paragraphs. The undertow sucks at my feet and pulls me down. I know from experience only drowning awaits; I will myself away from the desk. I must get busy. I must distract myself to kick free. Endeavors to distract deceive like riptides under calm waters. I plant hosta, I...

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