Stories tagged “rebirth”
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Mother-Daughter Time
Marisa had never really liked the cat, even though her daughter, Kara, had adored it. So many times, she had wanted to strangle the little beast because it had puked in her shoes, or foregone the litter box for her duvet, or any number of other offense...
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I Have Been Saved.
Silence. And color. I hear nothing, but I remember sounds. Do I really see the colors, or are they just memories, like the memories of sounds? Is this the afterlife? It seems a memory, rather than a reality. Everything around me is as I remember it, bu...
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Death and Rebirth
There was another funeral procession today in Cozmel. Some forty mourners, at least two weeping brides, and the recently deceased. He was sitting proudly in his sedan chair carried on the shoulders of four young men. I had met him earlier when I first ...
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Ashes
I watch as the wind carries the ashes of what once was and can never be again. The terror, the cynicism, the pain have all burned away. In it’s place is a seed, small and scared, unsure of what it is to become, hoping the rain and sun can find it...
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Awakening
I don’t know where I am, and I don’t know how I got here. I opened my eyes, and I was blinded by the light radiating above me. I thought to myself, Where am I? I tried to stand, but my legs felt numb. Had I ever walked before? No… stu...
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Seems To Be Circular To Me
D elicate A fterlives W elcome the N ewly restored womb. B looming R ecycled I nstances G rowing forth from the H orizon’s distances, T ime towers, E nveloping N aturally like the S easons are slowly sloping. D aunting U niverse— S uch a...
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Sit and Stand w/ Me; Simultaneously
Do you Know how Rocks are When they’re large, Half sunken, Refusing to budge or barge? But when They’re shrunken To sand, Even then They are the same! Only now they fill your hand Dropping dry like strange rain On your toes, Supporting step...
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Laughing Eyes
My vision swam strangely. I looked up at the sky; it was a vivid dark purple… like looking at a photo taken at night that had been overexposed. It was night again. I must have slept through the day. “I do it often enough,” she said. S...
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Winter, Spring
Night falls, winter ends. Spring has come, to make amends. Here I watch, the waking world, from its sleep its blooms unfurl. The buds come forth, bright and fair. Leaves are green —here, there. Yet I cannot, the chill forget, when winter howled...
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River Conscience
Nose crinkled Smiles give Simple complexity; You live responsive Can’t still The constant movements No matter how little The trickle will rinse Inevitable Invisible Wet with sixth sense Lifeblood Floods the glens For instance Like a river consci...
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Dust to Dust
I was alone and confused, my mind and body numb, suspended in darkness. Memories were fragile and tenuous, like cobwebs dissolving at the slightest touch. Panic rose in my chest, and I groped blindly, for something, anything in the oppressive blackness...
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Genesis
Ah, bewitching hour. I almost lost you. Your ghost remains as my personal martyr. Here we stand, shadows once lost, now reborn as divinity’s children. Until we meet again, let us close our eyes, slip through these cracks and for just a moment, pr...
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Lesson from Poseidon
Panic is pointless, but my heart is still racing. Sinking, faster the more I relive my sinning. Be it delirium from drowning, or a vibration from unbeknownst…I heard / felt sinister laughter. When my lungs couldn’t hold out any longer, the ...
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Second Life: Transition
There was a curious sense of Absence, as if whatever Presence had been in the cave had left, leaving it completely vacant. I barely had enough time to realize that I was all alone again before the ground quaked under my feet, bucking violently, throwin...