• As the words rush out, relief sweeps over me. I never thought that it would feel like this; I always forget, and hate myself for forgetting how -liberating- it is. Talking. Explaining. Relenting. Revealing. My […]

  • The way the fight over land that should be shared equally. The way they promote their deity, their invisible and perhaps non-existent ‘supreme being’ as being ‘the one and only true Lord our God’. The way they cut […]

  • deideiblueeyez commented on the post, alibi 7 years, 5 months ago

    The reason I didn’t kill him… Have to think quick, the officer is looking at me. He knows I have no alibi. He knows I’m thinking of one, a lie as to cover up the fact I DID kill him. But he’s waiting for me to […]

  • They are plastered onto my seafoam green walls — a color I had no hand in choosing, I must add. Posters of my favorite anime, Naruto. Gaara at the foot of my bed, staring at the full moon. A picture of Kakashi […]

  • There it was, spread across the wall of her bedroom. Her idol, her hero, her role model: Joyce Clancey (AN: made-up name) . She was independent, she was smart, she was strong, and she wasn’t afraid to say what she […]

  • All he remembered from that one encounter was the earring. Golden hoop with a jade trinket hanging in the middle, slowly rotating like a pendulum whenever she turned her head. Her face was foggy in his memory, but […]

  • deideiblueeyez commented on the post, hood 7 years, 6 months ago

    He walked down the street, dressed in black like a shadow. Moving silently, traipsing across the sidewalk to get home. It was getting dark, and beneath his hood he could see a streetlamp flicker on, sending a […]

  • deideiblueeyez commented on the post, flip 7 years, 6 months ago

    Run, run, run, jump, leap through the air, turn, and land. The judges lift up their cards for judgment: 9, 7, 8, 9, 6. A few boos at the one who held up the 6, but other than that, cheers and enthusiastic clapping […]

  • deideiblueeyez commented on the post, blaze 7 years, 6 months ago

    (This one’s gonna suck) …

    As the flaming inferno enveloped the tiny town house, a hundred eyes looked on in horror, sick fascination, and wonder. The thing that lit their lamps, cooked their food, and powered […]

  • We’ll wow em, we’ll knock ’em dead, we’ll show em what we’ve got! Our first performance will raise the roof, knock their socks off, tear the house down! Yes, we’ll certainly make a splash, an entrance, be the […]

  • The artist grips the pencil in a clenched fist. Useless. Trash. Garbage. Destroy it.
    For so long, for so looong, he has worked night and day to draw her likeness. From memory. That one glimpse of her angelic face […]

  • She runs, hoping to escape. He chases, hoping to capture, to ensare, to seize. If only, if only she had longer legs and even much more stamina. But alas, she trips, falls, splatters her face on the wet earth. He […]

  • That which binds two or more sheets together; it could also be a metaphor: “He is the staple of our family”. He is the main deal, the thing that, like the thin metal wire, holds a group to each other, binding them […]

  • I have to hurry, or they won’t count it as a grade. Crap, all the papers are out of order! No paper clip.. I wish my spit had a special gluey adhesive in it so I could lick the corner and stick em together! Oh […]

  • The time spent doing a particular activity. Whether long or short, the moments taken and the effort put into this activity cannot be taken back; therefore, this activity should be worth the previously-mentioned […]

  • Food designed to tickle the sensitive palate of the tongue. The feasts reserved only for the gods, or for those easily mistaken for some higher deity. Larks’ tongues, caviar, flamingo brains, escargot, etc. All […]

  • deideiblueeyez commented on the post, swing 7 years, 7 months ago

    From the tree tops, the orangutan swings like a pendulum to maneuver from place to place. It is not its only form of transporting itself, but it is surely the safest, for there are many hungry predators that would […]

  • deideiblueeyez commented on the post, town 7 years, 7 months ago

    Smaller than a city, yet still has its own unique characteristics. The park, the old man who walks up and down main street smoking a cigar with his eyes on the sidewalk, the McDonald’s. All central to the town’s […]

  • deideiblueeyez commented on the post, sweat 7 years, 7 months ago

    As it drips down my face, I know that I’ve won. As it stings my eyes, I know that I am victorious. My opponent has sweat like me, but not as much as me. He has not put as much effort as me into this game we play, […]