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chill 2.0

friday night vibes are a dialogue between streetlamp and sidewalk. i am the strobe and i spin again, bullet-mouthed, and so you tell me to bite down. you, you reason, are a good enough explanation, expectations entrenched insinuations undressed on earth that feels too much like paper. you, you reason, are good enough for a lulling conversation, consolations congregating up there for your consideration up there with your condescension condescension, condescension— this is your slipping confession? no. this is the slip into heavy summer when bitter winds still bite you softer than i ever could. this is the saturdays and sundays eating i

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124 deviations
Literature

chill 2.0

friday night vibes are a dialogue between streetlamp and sidewalk. i am the strobe and i spin again, bullet-mouthed, and so you tell me to bite down. you, you reason, are a good enough explanation, expectations entrenched insinuations undressed on earth that feels too much like paper. you, you reason, are good enough for a lulling conversation, consolations congregating up there for your consideration up there with your condescension condescension, condescension— this is your slipping confession? no. this is the slip into heavy summer when bitter winds still bite you softer than i ever could. this is the saturdays and sundays eating i

Featured

111 deviations
Literature

moonwalker

at eight, i remember imperfections bordering my skin. i remember sculpting them at nine. ten tossings, turnings, talking now, talking about swimming pools and bloody noses, red on blue, on waves of blue. i’d always liked purple anyway. but eleven. eleven is fear. eleven is new people and you blossoming while i shrivel, eleven is choking on spit, eleven is creased by a distinct lack of you. i remember teeth grinding on teeth and lips and oh, god, the doctor says not to do that anymore but i do it anyway. you said it was fine and i wanted to listen. twelve is tracing the borders first bluntly, then sharp, as if the words would never be

Personal Favorites

13 deviations
Literature

bravado kids

the bravado kids from down the street keep knocking, knocking on the hills on the fringes of town. there's a darkness at the edge of horizons past, and it settles in weary ways. the bravado kids from down the street tire of bandaging their skinned knees, and the sidewalk leaves them be. and this time there is no return to the familiar homelands, to bruised complexes. the bravado kids from down the street no longer drum and tap their feet on the gray pavement in that sleepy neighborhood behind the hills. they lay on the horizon now, and feel the sudden fear of growing old. the bravado kids from down the street watch the world rot around the

The Town that Angered Sky

22 deviations
Literature

ever so softly

everything changed, when you arrived: vibrant against the bleak storm, but knotted in the wind. i took you in, you took me out, in small doses. i was not yet perfect, but i am still not yet enough. and i transcend, from a dark, dark, world alone. ever so slightly, my faith in you is tinged with red; i adorn the dawn with these lingerings, fixed, on the ground where you left them. and i descend, into a dark, dark, world alone. every so often, the universe tips and shatters and spills, singing a song of murder: but i am of no importance. i will reign under my facade, and i remain resolute, ever so slowly. ever so slowly, i fall apart: close

Intricacies

6 deviations
Literature

the end of streets is yellow-leaved

you take this heart -- and the bones that falter now are a bit thin, crooked, but comfortable nonetheless, rocking these bridges into deadlock. i do not find a "we" in us, but the ink is a conduit into the canals of you and when the world rests its head on the seabed. pleated earths connect under our mild derivatives but i find you are right beside me, only to deceive myself once again. these small pulses are rhythmic and electronic, but they take my body -- and set it miles apart.

Intermission

6 deviations
Literature

we are reckless just for fun

last night i'd seen you burned out for the last time, but the sheets were fire on bare skin. you came inside the night, grinding the universe to sudden simplicity. this dream wavers when i'm awake. i can't bear to write of how hollow we were when you actually gave a damn, but it is cool from here. so let me count the ways you drove me mad; these times are wild and iridescent and ruthless all at once. take me, mercy, just for a while and find new roads to the hills. this yellow wallpaper, like me, is peeling. but i am immortal, like tar usurping the streams near the midsummer field. i find that your limbs are pale inside the light, and you

DDs and DLDs

7 deviations
Literature

How to be Creatively Cliche in 13 Ways

1.) Punctuation makes all the difference! For example, "Let's eat, Rebecca!" can be changed to "Let's eat Rebecca!" if a single comma is removed. Use punctuation to save Rebecca's life. An exception can be made if Rebecca has already been eaten and is now stewing delightfully in your stomach acid. 2.) capitalization is important! writing like this won't make much of an impact on the reader. otherwise, do not change the font face in an attempt to make the writing unique. no. the font doesn't change what you are trying to convey. and it's far too overdone to be unique. unless you're feeling verdana one day and courier the next. then by all mea

Greatest Hits

10 deviations

50 Themes

2 deviations
Literature

holding hands into the night

The starships align in a billowing constellation of gravity and shimmer down on the firefly-studded cities below. the rain brings sweet whispers of hushed voices in the night, when the tires squeal against oil and someone realizes that they love someone, too. There's a day when the cacophony of chitchat is cloaked in chocolate and lined in velvet, and nights are reserved for twilight-soaked kisses and blooming roses. little girls wash their faces of innocence and swipe on glittery lipgloss, while the older sit in their car, swabbing mascara over their eyelashes and praying to someone that they'll be picked. something waiting in their locke

Collaborations

12 deviations
Black Widow I (Redone)

Black Widow

5 deviations
Literature

Solar East - Chapter Two (1)

I meet up with Lexi under the safeguard of the midnight's smothered, smoky moon. Even in the dimming lights of the techno-crazed city, her emerald eyes still dazzle with a fierce intensity. Her hair is a golden blonde, cascading into pearly waterfall to the small of her back. We take each other's appearances in without a word, and walk into a tightly-wedged alley just as we've done so many times before. South Alincourte features some of the most prodigious machinery and materials the world has to offer. The advancement of the technology has shown no sign of stopping, and even other areas around the world are influenced by the materials here.

Solar East

3 deviations
I Support SpiralingSpontaneity

Stamps

11 deviations
am i cool yet

Scraps

19 deviations