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Daily Lit Deviations for December 27th, 2012
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Poetry
Featured by: =TwilightPoetess
Human Trafficking by =Christianonfire7
This emotionally charged piece by
=Christianonfire7 sheds light on a
sensitive subject that many shy
away from talking about. Human
Trafficking will leave you feeling just
as broken as the bartered bodies.
Suggested by: *doodlerTM
Featured by: =DrippingWords
everything to feari sat alone with the turntable on,
speakers releasing a forgotten song
while rain hit the windows
as if to sing meekly along.
the cat wailed from a faraway place
and trotted all through the house
just to lay by my side.
the record came to an end
as the storm grew fierce
and the needle clicked as it continued
to spin. i raised my hand to my mouth
and pretended to smoke, pressed a finger
to my wrist and pretended to slice,
but i'm no good as an actress
so it didn't quite do the trick.
rain lashed at the windows
and as lightning broke apart the sky,
i felt there was everything to fear.
"everything to fear" by *bringyourownbomb
Suggester says: "An poem that
paints a picture with subtle
things hiding in the background."
Suggested by: *doodlerTM
Featured by: =DrippingWords
vices.there's hell in your eyes, painting them black cesspits that could eat away the stars.
you tell me you need out of your head. the moon pulls higher in the sky, quietly marking the hour. our feet hang over empty air, the tracks below an open casket. you inhale nicotine and exhale burning buildings. smoke curls like fingers into the body of the night.
we're breaking like an ocean. eggshells on pavement.
i can't hold you together,
so you down handfuls of little white pills like peppermint candies.
like if you just keep swallowing, they'll whitewash the walls of your ribcage and purge your dirty heart.
you drink like you're always thirs
"vices." by ~arabesque-o
Suggester says: "A poem powered
by vivid, stunning imagery that
examines the futility and value of life."
Prose
Featured by *xlntwtch
Christmas ShoppingThe end of the year was coming up, and Miss Y was busy making holiday plans – the most important of which was her week long shopping spree, each year just a little more wastefully extravagant than the last. Because of this, it didn’t surprise me when we pulled up to the address she gave me. The building looked familiar, though I couldn’t place it, but it was ornately decorated enough to pass for one of Miss Y’s vacation houses. Hell, maybe it was one of Miss Y’s vacation houses. She had so many she forgot about some of them from time to time.
Pulling the car into the garage
Christmas Shopping by *AnonDesu
This very good vignette shows readers
how things can get odd, even mortally
dangerous, while escorting certain fictional
characters while they shop for Christmas.
Featured by *doodlerTM
29 by ~GalaxyGoddess
A breath-taking story that
establishes an edgy plot almost
entirely through dialogue.
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