Daily Lit Deviations for October 17th, 2013
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today is a new day andi am growing up out of my
bones and out of this skin and
this skin is growing roots down into
the core, the core of me
and myself and this skin
- oh, this skin
this skin is thicker than you will ever believe.
if you told me that you had sunflowers
sprouting from the corners of your
eyes then i'd have no choice but
to believe you. you are a child of the sun,
you have wheat growing under your
shoulder blades, you have been flecked
with a ginger paintbrush dipped in solar
rays, you are soft-lipped and you,
you are warm
i might be sunburnt but this organ is over
seventy kilometres deep and i can't feel
the touch of your uv arms underneath all
i don't want solace dripped over me like
tanning oil, not if i'm like this,
not if i'm different to how i was before
Suggester says: "This piece is just
absolutely gorgeous. The imagery is stunning."
From the suggester: It's just brilliant.
Featured by: `SilverInkblot
UltrasoundYou - nervous,
like Lego blocks -
I wonder where
the baby will sleep
in your double
In the ultrasound
of the clinic lab
holds your ankles
with his rough
But you're terrified
the coffee machine
the smell of
in your hair,
Perhaps your baby
will be small,
came from your birth
The first time
you love each other,
will be that moment,
when you hear
the other screaming,
Pregnancy is as much a frightening event
as it is an exciting one; the last lines of this piece
are particularly strong.
Working Outside the Law Sheriff Walgrove stared up at the cabin and grinned. He could see the shadow of the criminal he had been tracking as it moved back and forth in front of the windows. Must've thought he was safe, that he'd outsmarted the sheriff. Perfect. Soon it would be over. The chase had come to an end.
He approached the cabin slowly so he wouldn't break any twigs or startle any animals. Everything depended on the element of surprise tonight.
The door was old and broke easily under a swift kick on the sheriff's end. At last he was face to face with the son of a bitch who had murdered his niece.
"What in the hell are you doing? This is a private residence!"
Walgrove stepped in over the remains of the door and kicked off his boots. "Your running's done, Cade. It's time to settle up for your crime."
"What crime? What are you talking about?"
He tossed his hat aside and began to unbutton his shirt. "The murd
Suggester says: "A worthy piece,
if only for the twist at the end,
which followed fine description."
The Suggester called this "cute and uplifting,"
and how could you not be interested with a title like that?
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