Stories tagged “Emily Dickinson”
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Emily Dickinson 2.0
I heard a fly buzz when I died. It was still buzzing, flinging its tiny blue self against the cold window, when I came back the next day. I had signed away what portion of me I could make assignable—namely, that dim and bottled essence some call ...
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Emily Dickinson Comes Back
I heard a fly buzz when I died. It was still buzzing, flinging its tiny blue self against the cold window, when I came back the next day. That strange and corruptive germ that had been robbing Death of his rightful charges had gripped me. I could feel ...
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A Shade Upon the Mind There Passes
She laid on her back in the lush green grass, staring at the sky. She looked at ease, comfortable. Her lips were moving, but I couldn’t quite hear what she was saying. She appeared to be having a deep discussion. But then she laughed and the moo...
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Emily Dickinson
Their subtle difference Relation knows as well Is as dear to symbolic resonance As if false—