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Read More"I think I'm dying".I don't remember which one of usnoticed it, said it, first.-As I picked at the scabson my knuckles,from fighting my almost stepdad.You told me to stop, and thathe was gone.I guess I ran him off. But we sat there, you and Ias the sun burned the blue away.I used to like blue,but my preference turned to dark red.At least a deep orange,a few months back.When puberty opened the drapesand reality invited itself in.But I wasn't ready. Wasn't ready when youtook off your top, andlaid it underneath you,on the grass.Not grabbing my bloody hand, butthe other one, andset it on your chest.-Never felt another heartbeat before.I guess I knew it wasn't rare. But this, a first, soit was still a once in my lifetime.And maybe there will never be another. Incurable, each of our doctorshad told us. Well, toldour mothers first.Who then let us know.Yours, while you sat after dinner.She cried through it, grabbing dishesand wiping her snot and tearswith her sleeve.Mine, told me in the parking lotof the doctor's office,never turned her head.I just watched the roadand silently picked out carsthat we should ram. Here, upon the grass,at least now we wouldn't die virgins.I tried to cover up in the after,but you asked me, don't.So we laid there, as sacrifices,for the bullshit godsto claim us. You believed in some sortof a heaven. I didn't.For all we knew, perhapsour bodies will break downand we'll turn into batches of fireflies.Or, you, butterflies. I got hungry, so wemade our way to the mostconvenient store.Split a soda and some chips.Salted lips; Your kisswas the ocean I may never taste. Almost light brown, now, the sunshrouded itself across the dying day.A blanket, atop an earthern corpse,to disguise the loss as a horizon.So few notice.It looked like an iron panof burnt grease.Day old, like us now. So much, then, for adolescence. ~~~
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Hey Joe, whats cookin!
I’ve been a busy guy for a bit. All good stuff, except work days can be brutal.
I haven’t written much, either. But I don’t want to get stale at it. So, this.
Thank you, for the acknowledgement. I’m still trying to make it all interesting.-
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Well, one armed chainsaw jugglers tend to be talented guys or they wouldn’t be in it for long!
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Brilliantly penned, Mark. You’re an amazing storyteller my friend, and this is an excellent write. Good to see you brother, hope all is well with you. Appreciate you.
Damian
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All is going well, Damian. I actually left work early today, to get this write solid, after I had been jotting down little bits of it while working.
I do try to make my writes worth it, to a reader. Maybe even they can find some motivation from it, as I do from much of what I read.
I will catch up more in here soon. Crazy days lately for me. But I intend on being more frequent here now.-
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Cool, brother. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Hey big sexy!
I love when you dive right into all of the feels.
The opening stanza about fighting your stepdad. Making the battle personal. Then following that theme throughout the write. Getting inside of that fighter/lover mind of yours! I’m excited you posted. It’s like you open the door into how your mind works. What a gift:)I loved it!
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I’ve been neglecting my creative side a bit too much the past couple of months, as you know. So I was due.
And hey, its all about you right now! My accomplished, published writer! What!
I have a few gifts, none more valuable than you…
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Hello Adira!
This is basically a coming of age piece or prose. I didn’t want it to be too basic, so I had to add my bit of spin of course.
The only thing dying in the write is their childhood.
As for you, writing is the best therapy that there is. As you’ve discovered. So release your demons and ails to the literary world, and be healthy. Yeah? -
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Being incurably alive is a very incurable situation. Fantastic.
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What’s with the back of the head avatar! Man, show the world your brave face! Lol.
Thanks Paulo. I live my writes before they ever get into actual writing. Im good at visuals, which makes the writing much more fluid I think.
Good to see you here, btw. We need your talent.
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Goddamn Mark
I love the flow of this piece.
You’re still firing on all cylinders.
Since the DUP demise I’ve hardly written at all. I thought it would have been an easier transition but it’s been anything but.
Life gets in the way but it was a thrill to read you again.Amazing storytelling
Congrats
BIG LIKE ( yeah, that still works)
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Well I have to stay relevant where ever I post. LOL. Sometimes when I read a few pieces from others, it motivates me to break out of the rust. I really am a product of my environment in writing sites.
Thanks dude, for staying relevant as well!
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Your storytelling is always the perfect mix of detail and mystery. It’s nice to be back here after several months away, if only to read you! I don’t know if I’ll manage to stop in more frequently or not going forward… but knowing you’re still around is definitely motivating. I do love your writing.
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Whats up!!! I am so busy nowadays, but I do want to pop in here and read some stuff and contribute once in awhile. You should too! Hint hint! LOL
and thank you for the encouragement, I try to post good stuff.
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Read MoreAbsence As the flowers die,I replace them with imitations.Good fakes, that are impeccablefrom a few feet away.I spritzed them with perfumefrom a small bottle that you overlookedwhen you packed your things.And at first, the room smelledof new blooms, of hope.But into the second week,it reminded me of old womenand natty sweaters on a too warm day. I try to not go through our pictures,but I do. The red-light ones…I want to masturbate to them,to help with this loneliness.I try; Fumbling with my feeble erection.Failing, because there is no blood flowafter a broken heart.Even if I could cum, it’d be dust.I am only ancient these days. It’s not the house that’s crumbling.It’s me.The walls still stand.The windows still catch the light.But inside,there’s a collapse no one can see.I move through rooms like a shadowof someone I used to be.I touch things,to remind myself that I’m still here.But nothing touches back.Nothing smiles at my sighs. There’s a silence, that doesn’t comefrom the absence of sound.It comes from the absence of you.A silence that livesin the space between heartbeats.That void where your ownused to beat.I try to fill it with noise.With motion.I wave away those shadowsthat offer me embraces of cold.But I crumble in the shroud of loneliness,and it swallows me whole. I miss you in ways I can’t explain.Not just your voice, or your touch,but the way you made mefeel like I wasn’tjust passing through life.Now I’m in a room with no highlights. Memories are gray shadowsteasing me.I reach out, to the nothing.I grasp by the handfuls, your absence. ~~~
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That is just frikin brilliant….broken heart brilliant…..just plain bloody brilliant.
I hope the writing is cathartic for you.
Everything is impermanent…..stay calm and stay safe.-
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Well damn, thanks for that.
It is creative writing. My private life is awesome!
I tend to read others’ material, and it gives me ideas, visions, that help me create my own versions of what I read. Reading is a huge motivator to me. It’s fuel.
thank you for the awesome comment. I spent a lot of thought into this write (not my norm, I usually write in a blur).
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Extremely heartfelt poem only you could have written.
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Mr Tim!
It is heartfelt. it has to be in order to get the angst involved. ALthough it is not reflective of my life currently. (Thankfully!). I wanted it to have some emotional pain.
Good to see ya, amigo.
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Hey Fia!
Well good then, because I was looking to make it gutting. Success?!
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Beautifully penned, Mark. Into the book it belongs! The longing in this write is felt my friend, really pulled at these old heartstrings. Amazing write. Appreciate you.
Damian
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Hey Damian, how’s you?
It’s been a while since I was in here, so I needed some impact to pay my dues here.
This is what I picked.
Thank you. I had been reading some great writes prior, and it compelled me to come up with something aching. This is the result. I’m appreciative of you letting me know that it succeeds.
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This pulls at the heart and strings it till there is nothing left. Wow
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No, it’s not reflective of your current life but what a write. The absence of a partner or loved one can really be felt when things get quiet. No laughter or anyone to take care of and vice versa. Life is meant to be shared. Loneliness sucks. But most of the time it’s only for a little while. People get on planes and stuff, you know, to visit. So hang in there buddy. I’m taking you to a rematch of miniature golf!!
This is relatable to the world, especially after Covid. We still are struggling to get back to how it was:)
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Hey. you did pretty good at putt-putt! And you got to see some gators up close. Small ones anyway.
Its my turn to fly to you huh! We gonna putt-putt? Hmmm?
This write is a bit about how it is when we are apart, but I cope well. I just have to play up the drama!
Thanks for being you, and sharing the patience of distance with me.
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It’s a doozy, I know. I meant it to be an ass kicker.
(I’m liking that current avatar of yours! You look great!)
Even if this isn’t an accurate portrayal of current events, it is relatable to many, if not all, a time or two. That’s what I was after.
I don’t want to be stuck in one certain type of “fluffy” writing. Lol.
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Man , does this hit home.
I won’t name nameds to protect the innocent and the depraved but you lit it up Mark and I knocked them down with broken shot glasses and stains where they should be ….BIG
RL AWARD if you will anyway …
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Dude, this is not reflective of my current status. Me and Del are still living the dream, and trying to see each other as much as possible, considering the distance.
This write is simply me being creative with how I see life during some situations. I don’t want to be too sappy with joy joy stuff too much. LOL. So I switch it up.
I hope that it doesn’t hit too close to your home either!
Thank you, too. I’m still trying to bring my A game where ever I post. Its good to know that it pays off.
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Dear M,
Copy the accolades of my esteemed poets above. Creative writing like this is rare because you are able to pull in your reader and make them believe the energy or lack thereof is real and so relatable. The ache of missing a loved one…You had me thinking I actually smelled perfume! As per, fab writing.
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Hello HHHHHHHH! LOL.
How’s things?
I’m just trying to come up with writes that can make people “see” and feel it. Yaknow?
Thank you, too, for being here!!!
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And yeah, I get dragged back to make my first comment at you trying to pull one.
This was pretty brutal, and I was absolutely crazy about the way you paced it.
Glad to hear there was nothing wrong in your personal life. This was a kickass write.
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once in awhile I can mimic the brutality of some of you better writers. It’s motivating actually. Your words are greatly missed young lady.
Thanks, you.
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