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crossing

Crossing my t’s and dotting my i’s has never been so hard.

I think I’ll just let my writing flow now. All you’ll ever see are loops and lines.

That’s all there ever was to see.

» Posted By Myona On 06.29.2009 @ 12:58 pm

match

Striking the match carefully, I turn to my companions with a look of anguish on my face.

“Why did we only bring three?” I bite my lip and glare downwards.

It was our third-to-last chance at survival.

» Posted By Myona On 06.21.2009 @ 11:40 am

rest

Bucharest. What country is that from?

“It’s the capital of something, I know it!” she yells out, but to no avail. It’s not as if she’s going to get any help from the audience.

She rests her head upon the platform in defeat.

Bzzt.

“Sorry, time’s out.”

And her hope at affording it was lost.

» Posted By Myona On 06.19.2009 @ 11:40 am

cigarette

He is the cigar, I am the cigarette. Common misconception states that cigars are more dangerous.

We light up fires and step on each other
and let go.

» Posted By Myona On 09.01.2009 @ 10:42 pm

pit

Peach pits are poisonous, and yet few people in history have managed to swallow them.
I supposed a natural way of suicide would be splitting a peach pit in half and swallowing them each. One by one. Two by two.

Or I could just relish life and only eat the flesh.

» Posted By Myona On 08.29.2009 @ 11:04 pm

teacher

If you’re a teacher to someone,
and a good one,
nothing else matters.

» Posted By Myona On 08.28.2009 @ 3:25 pm

cage

I’m anonymously annoyed that yesterday gave so many duplicate entries for ‘assume’, including mine.

That having been said, the cage that I’m typing these words inside is approximately five inches of width and three inches high with a navy blue border. Never noticed that.

» Posted By Myona On 08.27.2009 @ 3:26 pm

assume

Assume is broken down into three parts:

ass, u, and me.

It only needs two.

» Posted By Myona On 08.26.2009 @ 9:01 pm

habitat

Static rings through the phone, because
every sound has its own habitat.

» Posted By Myona On 08.24.2009 @ 3:23 pm

gym

I’m thinking about gymnastics, which usually weren’t held in our school gym. And why my bathtub is not an aquarium if it holds, well, aqua. I am its fish, after all.

» Posted By Myona On 08.22.2009 @ 5:00 pm

coffin

Weezing, hideawayregrets, dusty webs to be destroyed.

Coffin up our memories.

» Posted By Myona On 08.19.2009 @ 11:05 am

course

I’m imagining what she would say to this if she were here. [Is this going to work out?]
Or how she’d raise her eyebrows and laugh. [Can we survive this kind of thing?]

“Of course,” I can almost see her smirking as the words form.

» Posted By Myona On 08.16.2009 @ 12:21 pm

itch

Everything is like iTech now. If you want to abbreviate it further, iTch.

It started with iPod, iTunes, iLike, but now I’m hearing

iAm and iWill

and none of it is true

» Posted By Myona On 08.15.2009 @ 12:08 pm

match

This has already been a word of the day. I don’t understand.
There are a lot of things that I don’t.
[[Matching up the memories to moments of now;]]

» Posted By Myona On 08.14.2009 @ 12:11 pm

conditioned

Pity for the show dogs, pity for the horses, the beauty queens and red-flag bulls. The A-list celebrities and the elite posse of any kind,
all they are is conditioned.

» Posted By Myona On 08.13.2009 @ 10:41 am

gallery

Just change ‘show’ or ‘place’ into ‘gallery’ to make it more pompous-sounding. An anti-euphemism.

» Posted By Myona On 08.09.2009 @ 2:22 pm

geese

Migrating geese fly around in Vs…or are those other birds?

I was on the freeway once, and I saw a flock of birds just flying around in circles. Made me wonder if they were following around some intoxicated leader.

» Posted By Myona On 08.08.2009 @ 9:32 pm

brushed

Brushed.
Red bush.
Rub shed.

I need to stop playing with anagram puzzle solvers.

» Posted By Myona On 08.07.2009 @ 9:59 pm

collapse

Don’t be afraid if you’re in the middle of a sentence, and then all of sudden you turn around and see it c
o
l l
a p
se

» Posted By Myona On 08.04.2009 @ 8:53 pm

humid

‘precipitationhumidaridfahrenheit’, the weatherman blabs.

‘papercopyfilebossattachment’, the secretary sayss.

‘deoxyribonucleicacidrocketstuff’, the scientist studies.

They’re all the same to me.

» Posted By Myona On 08.03.2009 @ 11:13 pm

planet

Planets hang in the cosmos no differently than crispies in colorful bowl of kids’ cereal.

Or at least I like to think that way.

» Posted By Myona On 08.02.2009 @ 3:55 pm

respond

I’m responding to the homepage, which says this: “Don’t think. Just write.”

I’m still trying to shape my mind around that phrase. A glaring contradiction.

» Posted By Myona On 08.01.2009 @ 4:50 pm

icy

You know you’re brain dead when you enter a writing website and the word ‘icy’ makes you think of fruity popsicles.

» Posted By Myona On 07.31.2009 @ 10:53 pm

tiled

The game board was tiled, white and black and white again.

“Your move,” he grunts. White always moves first.

I put a pawn forward, beginner’s bait, fearing for its life.

» Posted By Myona On 07.30.2009 @ 11:50 am

shallow

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.
Sounds like the place that surrounds him.
Harry Potter and the Deathly Shallow.
Sounds like the people that surround him.

» Posted By Myona On 07.29.2009 @ 2:15 pm

drive

I’m listening to “Drive” by Incubus, one of my favorite songs. It’s been that way for almost a year.

After exiting New Hope Hospital, I just found out what it truly meant
today.

» Posted By Myona On 07.28.2009 @ 6:48 pm

infant

Infantry soldiers. Infants. Infantry soldiers. Infants. Infantry soldiers. Infants.

I can’t think of anything more contrasting than that.

» Posted By Myona On 07.27.2009 @ 10:39 pm

soil

How can you soil something if nature is the purest thing there is?

I pause, pen in mouth, notepad down, scribbling ‘hate’ in loopy letters.

» Posted By Myona On 07.26.2009 @ 6:30 pm

gravity

Gravity is to flight as hate is to love: a necessary evil, precious and propelling.

» Posted By Myona On 07.25.2009 @ 2:34 pm

Gravity is to flight as hate is to love: a necessary evil, precious and propelling.

» Posted By Myona On 07.25.2009 @ 2:34 pm

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