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Daily Lit Deviations for July 31^st, 2012

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Poetry

_{Featured by: Nichrysalis}
fire hazardi can help i can see -
that the children of forgotten bogs may simmer beneath your skin
that the splendor may burn thorough your marrow.
brush the brooks aside with urgent palm;
perhaps the sky might rain upon your blisters.
i think your smile is scared like there are wolves beneath your stairs and
your eyes search me out,
restless lanterns in the night that will not darken
they do not close.
i think,
you are a pumpkin carved in the shape of a boy
and no one dare set a candle inside you.
fire hazard by IOwnSarcasm

<sub>Filled with stunning imagery and
lines that will send shivers down your
spine, fire hazard is an absolutely
delightful piece of poetry.


Featured by: betwixtthepages</sub>
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Linoleum by Shairese

<sub>We often wonder who the culprit
behind the acrid, bitter taste on the back
of our tongues is. According to Shairese,
"this is life,
magnified."


Featured by LiliWrites</sub>
beneath
it goes without saying:
everything
the air that settles
on your chest
awaiting sound
the language of your local fruit
the swirl of rind
their glyphs and runes
like sun-bent cheeks
those
bulbous blots
in utero
and creatured time
that sleeps between us.
i needn't tell you anything
or speak my way inside of you
you've doctored in all my aspirations
your furious dreams' wild successions
no longer carry
my peculiar
cursive
because
i am written
on
beneath by spoems

_{The language throughout makes
you feel as though you're intruding into
the most inner thoughts of the narrator.
Wistful, soft, and absolutely lovely.}

Prose

_{Featured by xlntwtch}

In Blue by Alizabith

<sub>When a wife cackles, most readers know there's
wonderful horror ahead. The imagery and writing in
this flash fiction piece are exceptional, making this
a fantastical new story semi-based on an ancient tale,
where it seems that, for once, 'right' might win.


Featured by: SilverInkblot</sub>
Twenty Minutes to LiveThere was so little time left.
Penny knew that there was almost no time left, and that was the beauty of it. She could hear the people outside; the panicking, screaming people. Shattering glass and gunshots rang out every so often, often accompanied by a chorus of audible pain or rage. The news was still broadcasting on most of the radios, she knew, although it was mostly just re-run stories at this point. Even a news reporter wouldn't stay at work when there was so little time left. The news wasn't on here though, and Penny felt at ease with that. She had heard the reports, the rumors, the street preachers and the governmental confirmations. The end was nigh. Yawn.
She made herself a cup of coffee, smiling as she stirred in the sinfully sweet sugar and the smooth, thick Irish Cream. She tossed her scraggly red hair over one shoulder and walked slowly up the stairs and down the hall to her bedroom. For once, her legs were strong enough to carry her without wobbling and she took that as
Twenty Minutes to Live by LookingGlassInk

_{A controlled picture of
a life near its end.}



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