Stories tagged “prose poem”
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Here I Go
All is calm. All’s at peace. All’s right in a world where nothin’ goes right, and nothin’ goes wrong, but everything goes. What goes up must come down. What comes a time must too soon go away. When the sun comes down then the mo...
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Your Touch
Your fingers traced their way around my body playing me like your piano. Your breath spoke to me, deep and melodious. Your hair tangled, gracelessly beneath you. We were one, for a few brief moments of our past. Your musicians hands, your soul se...
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Stuck
The white t-shirt sticks to my stomach, turned see-through by the churning, spitting sea. Froth bubbles in my hair, disappearing as my head tucks under several inches. A roll of green water pulls my feet backwards, trailing my body along with it. _ Swi...
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Waking
The sand envelopes my bright pink toes, painted earlier that iced tea afternoon. Printed green, soft yellow, and coral pink chairs sing cleanly as we sit against their white wicker backs. The waves glitter and roll, playing tricks for our shining, smil...
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encounter part 1
My feet scamper along the creaking soft-splintered wood. It feels worn and ready for me. Without shoes, the sun scorches them, so I move quickly. His head hangs at the end of the boardwalk, his chest bare, his slightly-defined muscles sun-kissed and f...
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encounter part 2
Wait. My neck turns my head, the wind still twirling my hair around its fingers. His mouth opens, ready to speak again. We both hear a rhythmic swishing sound from the other end of the boardwalk. Hey, Pete! Come on, we’re leaving. The swishing is co...
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Atmosphere
I stare at the ceiling for no reason at all. I have memorized it crack for crack, categorized each water-damage mark like a map of the stars. My stars. My sky. I hear the drip-drop of a faulty faucet; constant, my only measure of time here. It doesn&...