Daily Lit Deviations for September 2nd, 2011

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Poetry

_{Featured by apple-dark}
Oneyeareightmonths.Time is easier to handle when you can lose track of the days,
let the weeks slide by in blurs of yellow and green,
but even as the years pass,
I still count every second I'm with you,
every second we're apart.
Time stops for you in this house
once you shut the door and turn off the light.
The walls whisper familiar things as we lay there,
listening to the world grind to a stop.
Your fingers walk down my hipbones,
and in this moment, we are ageless,
we are faceless children
throwing ourselves into things we don't understand.
Your hair still smells of smoke
and your skin smells of my perfume
and we are melding together,
becoming one small galaxy on the edge of creation.
We are infinite.
Then we fall, fitting together
like the spines of fractured leaves,
listening to the absence of life in the echo of my walls.
There are moments like these when you turn to me and I am startled,
I am truly blown away by how beautiful you are,
like the first sunrise on a foreign planet,
like the first breat
Oneyeareightmonths. by sirenseranade11

<sub>Consumed by another person,
both infinite and child-like in love.  
Very lovely and quiet and true.  
I like how this poem seems to hint
at a questionable reality.  


Featured by spoems</sub>
The Death of VenusIf there lived in the world a man
as rugged and as strong as I,
who could forbear with me yet go against,
who walked the black woods and the silver hills
mostly unafraid--
who savored salt and the lay of fur
with fingertips of dirt and weather,
whose lips rolled words like smoke, like fog-
I would creep into his arms in the prologue of the night,
gone sweet with the scent of new-cut hay,
alive with the nightjar's call.
The Death of Venus by riparii

<sub>This near breathless wish
reverberates in the chest with
a sense of daring - it is a wild
calling that must be heard.


Featured by: Carmalain7</sub>
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On Anatomy and Insomnia by silverfleckedlullaby

_{Trust me, take your time
and do the research on this piece
because this is a piece you may never
see again. The writers knowledge
certainly shines through here and
offers a unique perspective into
a place we may never be able to
reach otherwise.}

Prose

_{Featured by: Kitri-du-Lac}
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"Fire" by Rovanna

<sub>The characterisation of this
short story is particularly interesting
as it looks past the normal heroic actions
often seen in literature, and examines the
way fear can strike the heart. An interesting
and unique story.


Featured by: spoems</sub>
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New York in the Rain by neuroticmnemonic

_{The colour palette of
weather-soaked Gotham is a
mood unto its own, and this
little cup of words holds a breath of it
for the reader to experience.}




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