• nytrist commented on the post, clamp 1 year, 6 months ago

    Her mouth dropped, then clamped shut. It was a lie. What he said didn’t happen. Obviously, transparently, undeniably wrong. So she told him to shut up.

  • nytrist commented on the post, order 1 year, 7 months ago

    It was the chaos, disorder that truly excited her. Watching all the ways that the little one would try to make meaning out of the meaningless. And invariably they could. They gave such meaning and order to things that she could never imagine, and so gave meaning and order to her.

  • nytrist commented on the post, reflection 1 year, 7 months ago

    If the reflection is the same but mirrored backwards, that must mean that in this world, all things good are bad, and things bad are good. We’re an upside people.

  • nytrist commented on the post, reflection 1 year, 7 months ago

    A refraction of a reflection. That’s what the half formed thought was. She sighed and put down her pen. It seemed the whole world was just a reflection of things that her mind was trying to understand, but where was the original, and what was it being reflected on?

  • nytrist commented on the post, sunlight 1 year, 7 months ago

    Streams, screams, rotates and twists. Bathes, saturates, drowns and persists. Warms, heats, fires and soothes, burns, chills, grows and removes. Sunlight life and death

  • nytrist commented on the post, welfare 1 year, 10 months ago

    She saw him walking back long before he saw her. His head was down and though she already knew, she asked anyway.
    ‘Well, how did it fare?’. She waited. He just shook his head. And that was answer enough. There would be no welfare for them this cold, cruel winter.

  • nytrist commented on the post, informed 1 year, 10 months ago

    informed doesn’t mean information is correct. She pauses. Gun cocked towards the head of another woman. She is calm. The woman in front of her, when she should be trembling. She thinks. The woman should be shocked, worried, screaming, anything. That is the body’s response. But she’s not. A memory slinks to the surface. And she remembers, the sigh…[Read more]

  • nytrist commented on the post, dash 2 years, 7 months ago

    Dashing or to do a dash.

  • nytrist commented on the post, others 2 years, 7 months ago

    The ones who are defined by what they aren’t. The ones that are unknown, and fill the dystopian novels with odd, strange people to make it dystopian and frightening. Or perhaps they are the ones that look like us, pretend to be us but whom we know aren’t us, and never will be. We think they’ll never be they’re the others. But really, it’s because…[Read more]

  • nytrist commented on the post, mermaid 2 years, 8 months ago

    the sea, the servant, the stupidity of imagining the sea is a servant. Or perhaps it’s maiden, not maid. The stupidity of imagining the sea is male or female when it contains both, and much much more.

    ‘But it’s how we understand things’ he said.

    ‘Then we need to change our way of understanding’. she said

  • nytrist commented on the post, individual 2 years, 9 months ago

    the leaf was crescent shaped, with a thin vein down the middle, delineating the the half, then another vein down that middle, so that one became two, then four. Each division marking territory. So which is the individual, the leaf, or the territories inside it?

  • nytrist commented on the post, idiots 2 years, 9 months ago

    “The idiots are the ones that ruin everything,” she thought.

    But there was more to it, because in everyone’s eyes, everyone else is an idiot. The question is what kind of idiot are you?

    So she asked herself. “What kind of idiot are you?”

    The very worst.

  • nytrist commented on the post, reverence 5 years, 3 months ago

    ‘your reverence isn’t given lightly, Your Reverence.’ She spoke quietly and he stood up a little taller.

    ‘Very true’ he said benevolently. ‘But we must be humble. We are all servants.’

    ‘Not everyone, and your reverence isn’t mine,’ she said.

    But he had already walked away.

  • nytrist commented on the post, leverage 5 years, 3 months ago

    listen to the lever rage and use its leverage.

  • nytrist commented on the post, dusk 5 years, 3 months ago

    the dawn for some, the death for others. the word lingers sunlight in my mouth as I fade to black

  • nytrist commented on the post, ferry 5 years, 8 months ago

    It was the way he could ferry his thoughts and ideas across to Anderson’s so consistently and so seductively. His thoughts would dock and alight in Anderson’s mind each day, trading on nothing more than the invisible scent of slights and injustices inflicted. Though the sea frothed in anger and the North Star pointed south or west to mislead, the…[Read more]

  • nytrist commented on the post, selling 5 years, 8 months ago

    She wasn’t one to mince and convince with sweet words and constructive promises, and she never really understood why people couldn’t work out the value for themselves, and so knowing themselves better than others, be both the seller and the sold to.

    But then looking at mismatch of the data created, and the lies they told themselves, it seemed…[Read more]

  • lilldeh commented on the post, stolen 5 years, 10 months ago

    He was the devil. He stole things from you that you never knew could be taken. But he never lied. He told you the first night you met him, how he would steal your heart, your life, your sanity, your soul. So you can’t help but wonder, did he really steal it or did you give it to him?

  • nytrist commented on the post, complexity 5 years, 11 months ago

    such a loaded gun. Complexity, and my thoughts scatter as far and wide as they can go to the deepest deserts in the realm of my mind.

    ‘Don’t bring me forth, otherwise I have to explain and I have no idea where I came from, what prompted me, or what I mean. Don’t ask me to explain.’

    Sometimes life is like these fugitive thoughts.

  • nytrist commented on the post, bluegrass 5 years, 11 months ago

    bluegrass and greensky. One eye and two mouths. She had been told that she always got it wrong, but that had never stopped her. So when she appeared to go backwards, she was actually going forwards.