Sta.sh
far across
i scratch psychic
heartbeat wills you to answer
like a child
you're my real life imaginary friend.
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The Year of the Rooster We're counting down. My friends and I.The Year of the Rooster by ~TheBestiolaAttacks
Forty-five is my favourite but it tastes a bit like bile. Ignored.
I wake from the cold and the empty. I dreamed of eating chicken, and I cried.
It will go downhill from here, as I get naked in front of the mirror. My head disagrees as I stand up. I fall blind against the wall, but images return like little glitter christmas cards.
Perfect purple fingers on my left hand. Right hand calloused and hidden in a sloppy joe. Does it engulf me? I don't want to hide. I am going to disappear.
I walk with billowing clothes and I never felt more beautiful.
I smile as David watches me complete my routine by A
Landcruiser - 100 Word Story Justine told me her cat was hit by a car.Landcruiser - 100 Word Story by ~TheBestiolaAttacks
Immediately, I landed on all fours, commencing strangled miaowing.
She was 'disgusted'.
Some Christian train-wreck came over to save her.
I was a critically injured cat for a further five minutes, to truly experience my tail being pulped under four-wheel-drive tyres. I used my left arm as my tail - my cat only had three legs. The fourth leg was wrapped around the exhaust pipe – severed on impact. I included an evocative interpretation of terminal haemorrhaging, too.
Justine sent me an email later, saying I wasn't a very good actor.
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