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Relive
and you and i relive our joy every night without much thought about why we do it we share the details of our secret loves with one another rekindling the fire that sparked it all the glimmers the sparkle the glamour of that first interest leaves you and i hungry and i believe you and i are growing closer by these addictions and vices we feed at 3:15 am this dream exchange is going to crash one day because the money we stake on this dream talk is quite a big gamble and we, the poor and sensitive, are running out of free passes yes one day either we will consume our dreams or they will consume us.
Literature
The Nine Billion Names
The computer was finally finished.
The monks were done.
All nine billion names of God were now known.
The world was now going to end.
Reality started to stretch,
The quantum strings began to become undone.
Matter pulled apart,
The Big Tear had arrived,
Everything was warped.
The stars in the night sky faded away,
The moon turned blood red.
The ground began to churn and actually sink,
And then it began to simply fall away,
Revealing what was under the surface;
A black void with a lurid white core.
The sea turned to dust,
Falling away with the ground.
Everything was nothing,
And nothing was everything.
Infinity, Eternity, Tim
Literature
Onslaught
it rushes over me
a gust of tumbling objects
protestations and pinheads
straining the rainbow stitches
that pin my soul together
a stabbing suggestion
complete with kiwi and tangerine
and words i dont quite understand
hurtle towards me
uncertainty bleaches the threads
binding me together
thoughts overwhelm
red coals and sweatpants
bits of cloth and ruby dust
are sprinkled across my mindscape
a crack appears
a spark
ignites bits of fluff
camo teddies and orange bubbles
a gaping hole
a devouring empty mouth
it occurs to me that i have lost
everything
the black whirlwind that
speeds across the landscape
shreds everything
but from the pu
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's June Prose Prompt.
In 2,000 words (exactly. Not 2,001 or 1,999. 2000.) write about a break up. Write about being single.
The catch: You have to make it ugly. It can't be your average, "Oh, he/she broke up with me I'm so depressed" crap....Make it fierce.
I'm sorry for the strict Mature Content filters, kiddos, but I don't think even I'm old enough to read this. I am not easily disturbed, but I felt nauseous writing this story.
For those of you who can see this: if you critique or comment, please please please do not quote anything that would fall under the mature content filter. I figure it goes without saying, but just a friendly reminder.
A couple questions for those of you who will critique...
Are the character and situation believable? Are there any holes in the world I've created for her story?
Does the story flow? Is it too rushed, or does it drag on too much?
In 2,000 words (exactly. Not 2,001 or 1,999. 2000.) write about a break up. Write about being single.
The catch: You have to make it ugly. It can't be your average, "Oh, he/she broke up with me I'm so depressed" crap....Make it fierce.
I'm sorry for the strict Mature Content filters, kiddos, but I don't think even I'm old enough to read this. I am not easily disturbed, but I felt nauseous writing this story.
For those of you who can see this: if you critique or comment, please please please do not quote anything that would fall under the mature content filter. I figure it goes without saying, but just a friendly reminder.
A couple questions for those of you who will critique...
Are the character and situation believable? Are there any holes in the world I've created for her story?
Does the story flow? Is it too rushed, or does it drag on too much?
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Hey, I've been trying to think of something to say about this for a while now. Sometimes I have a lot of trouble actually wording my thoughts. So please accept my apologies if some of this makes no sense.
For starters, I loved how you titled this piece. Yes, they say never to judge a book by its' cover, but more often than not the cover, the title are what draws the reader in. I'm somewhat guilty of this myself. 'what's never said in sex-ed', I love the sort of curiosity it arouses and even though the reader may have a pretty good idea of what the author (you) is trying to say, it still makes them want to find out what the title is hinting at.
Plus, you started the piece really well. The direct address throws the reader right into the narrator's story, and it really catches my attention. 'you can let him rape your aching soul for the 28th time' I love how harsh and routine this sentence sounds. Routine meaning it's become as such to the narrator, and she's almost getting used to it, maybe even accepting it. It's painful to imagine.
Moving on to your questions. I reckon this feels very believable, as there are people like this girl's psycho-ex in the real world, which makes it very easy to relate to, especially to people who have actually experienced such treatment from their significant other. As for holes, I can't say. Since I've never experienced anything close to what you're describing, I wouldn't be able to give much of an answer. It seems pretty well rounded, though.
I can't help but really feel for the woman telling this story. She sort of makes you remember that not every story ends happily, and sometimes the bad guys win. It's like Lemony Snicket all over again (<img src="e.deviantart.net/emoticons/let…" width="15" height="15" alt="" title=" (Lick)"/>). I just find myself wondering if she'd ever manage to pick the pieces up, and finally get away from that ex of hers. Unless he was imprisoned, I doubt it. Especially considering the percentage of convictions in rape cases. Not much, last I checked.
Second question, now. Yeah, the flow of the story is fine, it builds up and reaches a peak very well and with great... something I can't think of a word for. Timing, maybe. The actual description of the climax, the rape scene is so vivid, and I love how you hinted that the ex is some kind of monster: 'I nearly vomited as I saw what was under them'. We all know what she actually saw, but you've suggested that it's something much more horrible - to her, at least, for it to have that much of an effect on her.
All in all, this was a very moving story. I felt a small amount of hope for the woman somewhere in the middle, but the overall feeling was so desolate, especially after he leaves her in that apartment. She's so convinced she's going to die, but considering how you described what followed, I can't help but wonder if something in her actually did die; just gave in during the rape. I don't know though, maybe it's just me.
Loved it, though ^^