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Walking to Work on a Monday Morning
Crushed beer bottles,
like flower petals,
adorn the morning
sidewalk.  Sparrows
flutter in formation
from crumb to crumb.
Graffiti Malala smiles, saying
“You’re halfway to work;
you’re halfway from home.”
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Sunset in Reverse by anapests-and-ink Sunset in Reverse :iconanapests-and-ink:anapests-and-ink 8 4
Caravan Palace
The stage is lit
by lasers and light tubes,
the air a blend
of sour diesel weed,
cotton candy vape,
cigars, popcorn and poutine.
A man in a seersucker
suit and straw hat
two-steps with a woman
twirling a glow-in-the-dark
hula hoop.
I press two fingers
to my clavicle,
feeling the heartbeat
of the bass saxophone.
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Flagstones (Section 170 (7))
I went back to the secret
waterfall where once
we professed our love
and poured libations to the gods,
only the river had dried
to a trickle
and was choked
with leaves.
I stood there
on the wide dry stones,
listening to the humbled
murmur of lost waters,
and realized
that when the river was gone
it became a road.
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Please Reuse or Recycle by anapests-and-ink Please Reuse or Recycle :iconanapests-and-ink:anapests-and-ink 3 2 The Bacchae by anapests-and-ink The Bacchae :iconanapests-and-ink:anapests-and-ink 1 2 Night Rest Stop by anapests-and-ink Night Rest Stop :iconanapests-and-ink:anapests-and-ink 1 1
Toffee and Ashes
Her lumpy braid twists round itself,
strands of black and gold untangling,
curliques of brunette dangling
above the toffee-colored shelf
of her shoulders.  Her eyes, dark as ashes,
burn between her chomping lashes.
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Sightseeing by anapests-and-ink Sightseeing :iconanapests-and-ink:anapests-and-ink 6 4
Kurt Cobain and Gentle Mystics (Excerpt)
Student parking was beyond teacher parking, at the back of the school by the baseball diamond.  Over the years, there had been more than a few cracked windshields, but students rarely complained.  Free reign to drive yourself to school tended to make little things like trashing your clunker  insignificant.  It was those really bad balls that made it to the teacher lot that caused trouble.
Jess had backed the car up right to the very edge of the lot.  Britney and she sat on the hood, feet up on the bumper.  The 1991 Crown Victoria was boxier than a picnic basket and easily lent itself to sitting.  Keith was leaning on the open rear passenger door.  Germ was talking to Ricky, one of the Junior Varsity baseball players already on the field.  Keith may have been the popular one, but Germ could hold a conversation with anybody.  While we watched, he laughed, punching Ricky on the shoulder.  Ricky grinned back, shooting a quick glance at
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Fig and Hazel at the Mall
“Hmm,” Hazel said.  “Let me see.  That one.”
He pointed off somewhere over Fig's left shoulder.  She licked her plastic fork, then stabbed it in her slightly mushy lo mein.  “Hazel,” she said, “You know it's rude to point.”
Hazel grinned.  On his boyish face, it was positively mischievous.  “Okay, fine.  The one in the blue top and short-shorts.  With the purple Chuck Taylors.”
Fig twisted in her seat, unsubtly scanning the crowd on the other end of the food court.  “You sure?  She's got long hair.”
“My dear, dear Fig,” Hazel said, “You need to learn to let go of all these stereotypes.  It's unbecoming.”
“Yeah, whatever.”  Fig picked back up her fork, twirling a strand of lo mein like it was spaghetti.  “I still don't see how you could think she's gay.”
“You're really going to question this?”
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By the sea shore
There's a sound like the ocean when you put your ear to a conch shell.  Or it's supposed to be the ocean.  Lynn's always thought otherwise.
It's the sound of pulling and pushing and sighing and rushing.
Feral, fierce echoes.
There's a bone in your ear that's shaped like a shell.  Lynn thinks that's why the conch is so special; it’s a link, a familiarity that grasps as deep as your bones.
She found her conch on a trip to Cedar Key, with Tommy and Lizzie and Helen.  They wandered along the sand, skipping in and out of waves, watching the water eat the shore.  Lynn liked the way each wave flattened along the beach, grasping greedy at her toes.  Tommy and Lizzie whooped war cries at seagulls.  Helen chased a hermit crab from the tide line to a tidal pool.  Lynn gathered driftwood and seaglass, searching for the perfect natural knicknack.  The conch shell was half-buried in seaweed.  She washed it, standing calf-deep in the body of the
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Now that we have that awkwardness out of the way, whether you believe that the Bible is the divinely inspired Word of God or not, Western literature has its roots in the Christian Bible. Thomas C. Foster, author of How to Read Literature Like a Professor says, “Even those who aren't religious or don't live within the Judeo-Christian tradition may work something in from Job or Matthew or the Psalms”. With Western Literature, inspiration can be traced from Shakespeare, Greek, or--what we're focusing on now--the Bible.

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Cold winter evenings or blustery Autumn days had the soundtrack of my Mother's voice reading Beatrix Potter books out loud when I was younger. In fact, the wonderful children's books were the epitome of my childhood. The illustrations were just perfect and the stories, whilst simple, were mysterious and adventurous in their own way. Beatrix Potter was born in 1866, South Kensington, London. She was said to live a lonely life, being educated at home by a governess and so perhaps that's why she delved into a fantasy world of rabbits, geese and other traditional animals.

Beatrix's illustrations come from her copious studies of her own pets, and the animals that roamed the gardens of the places in which she holidayed as a child. The fascinating fact was that Beatrix's illustrations became greetings cards before her books were created. I see her drawings on cards in shops now and I always thought that it had developed the other way around. Her first boo
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Prior to the mid-18th century, children’s literature did not exist. While there were many stories popular amongst children, such as Daniel Defoe’s Robinson Crusoe, they were written for an adult audience. Around this time, John Locke popularized the idea of each child’s brain as tabula
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This is a journal because the deviation broke down and wouldn't even let me edit it. It also can't break HTML... and I have a love/hate relationship. I love being able to draft online, but I hate the bugs.
Page chibis are available for all members (premium or not!). Here's a quick and easy guide on how to make them.
Make a chibi, or commission one from me. (They're cheap.) If you decide to make your own, I recommend you give it a transparent background so it will blend in with your widgets.
If you made your own, upload it to the internet. If you don't want to post it on deviantART, I recommend Photobucket. Photobucket has a border that appears on mousing over images, and you can customize it so that only the "direct link" option shows. The direct link is the image URL.
Other people argue things such as "imgur is superior to Photobucket!", but I've found Photobucket better for chib
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Obligatory Bird Poem
This poem is about birds or perhaps
about flying as this is what bird poems
come to and I have not written a bird
poem yet. It is a sparrow at first, small
cold and self-conscious, pecking at bread
crumbs on streets which may well be snow
covered with how they are not recognizable
and this is like standing at Gare de l'Est
watching transit and transit go by and by
and not knowing what even one sign
might say. Trains are less fun when you're
watching them go, and this is no longer
a bird poem, which is why I don't write
bird poems.
I am not in transit the way a bird is, and watching
birds in transit is intrusive, the way watching
people on trains is intrusive. Everyone
on a train is lost until they arrive, even when
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they are getting there; until they arrive
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:bulletred: It can't be that easy.
You're right.  
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Remember where you are.  
:bulletred:  Lolwut?  No adverbs?
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               its thrall, the summer heat's slow weave
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good afternoon,

just wanted to take a moment to say, with all the talented writers here on dA and all the brilliant works, i truly appreciate you taking a moment, good miss, to read mine in A Ghostwritten Letter to My Lost Twin Brother.

and the words you left, unequivocally honored.
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