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bornwithwings
i sit in front of a typewriter. a smith corona 250. plugged in to speakers. the audience leans forward. "she's really good, " i hear someone whisper. i type an experimental ***  then a +++++   tuning up. i white out one of the +'s.          

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Lily
The hardest part to explain is the reliance on friction, the way that the loops sit. The way the knot feels.

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sparklepony
(this was supposed to be 'main event'. eating peaches while typing, oops!)

"Why is it that we can't be content?"

It hung there for a moment, that question, and it felt sweet and good to be actually caring for the thoughts we said to each other. (more)
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oncetwicetheman
Shadows crisply on the floor divide the space like architects dream.

There in that dream extend freakish shadow figures lanky as only Dali could have thought.
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elixir

In grace I take my
seating place.

To resign position
accepting that condition. (more)
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yummycatt
I remember that first night
just like it was yesterday
it was quiet
enough to hear your heart beating
in time with mine
your eyes were tired (more)
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Maki1867
The room was completely silent. One man, sitting in his chair, looked down at his servant with unchanging blue eyes. The servant, his knee to the floor, didn't even dare to breathe.

"Atzal Sutohon Rahal Haed." The servant winced at the mention of his full name. "I though(more)
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shaggymom
The sweat was popping out on his forehead as the professor continued to speak of the crime scene.  You'd have thought that was where your eyes would have gone but there was one thing that caught your interest first.  It was his bow tie.  The old fashioned type that you hardly ever(more)