• Holden commented on the post, harness 9 months, 3 weeks ago

    The power of potatoes. There were too many of them in the co-op all beginning to sprout.

    “Load them into the machine!”

    The blades whirred. Potato bits flew everywhere. They bounced off my goggles.

    “Are you sure this is safe?”

    “You’ll never get anywhere, if you worry about safety.”

  • Holden commented on the post, enable 1 year, 1 month ago

    Like a grayed-out box.
    Where are the instructions?
    Looking for a friend
    to restore my functionality.

  • Holden commented on the post, imbalance 1 year, 2 months ago

    of love and form.
    rolling on the ground of the heart.
    wanting but never finishing.
    letting it be over
    before it really begun.
    because of fear
    or thinking yourself too important
    to be a piece of the puzzle

  • Holden commented on the post, emblem 1 year, 8 months ago

    what mark represents you to the world
    crystallize my heart in stitches
    they look but they don’t see
    please ask a question about it
    I’m drowning in this silence
    wearing hearts on sleeves
    yet no response
    still beating

  • Holden commented on the post, sinking 3 years, 4 months ago

    Down, down, down the well weighted down by chains, the smooth stone wall sliding by, no handholds, glowing green that snaked round his arms, stillness.

  • Holden commented on the post, chosen 3 years, 8 months ago

    The elf blocked the door.

    “I’m sorry. You’ve been chosen. You cannot go to school today. You have to come with us to the Land Beyond Dreams.”

    Finally! The beings beyond reality had realized that I didn’t belong in this world, and come to bring me to some henceforth unknown land, where I would mysteriously be the heir to the throne!

    As if…[Read more]

  • Holden commented on the post, turn 3 years, 8 months ago

    Each turn would be a hundred years. He gave the dial three turns. Then he thought of Jack, disdainful, “you *would* just make a time machine to travel to tomorrow, wouldn’t you?”

    This wasn’t the time to be cautious. He cranked, faster and faster. He would go as far as there was enough fuel to go. Then the handle broke.

  • Holden commented on the post, fort 5 years ago

    His eyes peered out as if from battlements; his nose was a blockade; his lips, a sealed pipe. They opened only to let out sewage, before closing up again. “Leave, you’re not wanted.”

  • Holden commented on the post, eleven 5 years ago

    We didn’t have eleven candles, so we used two, because two one’s spell out eleven. Rob didn’t seem to mind, though, at this decrease in candles from last year. “I wish… we will all be together for ever and every,” and I couldn’t help but crack a smile. There are so many other things an eleven-year old can wish for but Rob always wishes the same…[Read more]

  • Holden commented on the post, merciful 5 years, 2 months ago

    Behind the glass wall, eyes looked at me. Bright, shining, tearful eyes. I crouch in my corner and don’t look out. They can’t give me anything with their abstract mercy. They imagine their feelings penetrate and bask me in a warm glow. I feel nothing.

  • Holden commented on the post, furious 5 years, 2 months ago

    Dan wouldn’t stop talking in the car. Lisa just kept going “uh-huh.” I was trying to drive. It wasn’t the usual brief flame, when he would let out a stream of curses and then fall silent. It was a forest fire, grabbing everything within reach; he stopped his tirade to shout at the car who just cut in front of us, “F*** you! You think you’re the…[Read more]

  • Holden commented on the post, brushed 5 years, 3 months ago

    Lisa’s hair was long and snaggy. You hear her name and you imagine hair smooth as silk, but her hair was curly and red and like a lion’s mane. Running a brush through it was like running a lawn mower through a prickly bush. It wasn’t just her hair, it was all of her: short and freckly and apt to trip over her toes. How she wished she was like…[Read more]

  • Holden commented on the post, brushed 5 years, 3 months ago

    Brushed off, like a piece of dirt, a snaggy piece of hair. “Sorry, please, would you…?” “What part of… don’t you understand?” She’s walking away, the sun sprays her brown hair in glamour. It’s dustless, clean, smells of fruity shampoo.

  • Holden commented on the post, reminded 5 years, 7 months ago

    It’s like your computer, when you plug in a USB drive and it auto-runs. Those memories have been opened on your computer a hundred times, though they aren’t physically there. That’s how it felt like, every time she saw him, was a USB drive stuck in the computer of her mind, except they weren’t happy-smiley pictures anymore, they’d been corrupted…[Read more]

  • Holden commented on the post, compete 5 years, 8 months ago

    After a while it gets tiring. Why are we all trying to do the same thing, pry each other’s fingers off the same pole that we’re climbing? I imagine instead we all shoot in different directions, branching beams of light, into the vast unknown of the universe. But I suppose then we get lonely, pretty fast.

  • Holden commented on the post, nonsense 5 years, 9 months ago

    It flowed out of his mouth, a foul, black goo laced with motor oil and detergent, and filled with empty cola cans, six-pack rings around the necks of small furry animals who had suffocated, take-out Styrofoam boxes, a rubber duckie, band-aids.

  • Holden commented on the post, revved 5 years, 9 months ago

    It was a sound of impatience, like the motorbike was eating up its own insides. Dick had suited up already, and it was a process of transformation–a laughing Dick with rumpled hair and his University of Maryland T-shirt who caught you up in his hugs turned into a serious Dick, as he donned his leather jacket that was like bugskin, his helmet…[Read more]

  • Holden commented on the post, pruned 5 years, 9 months ago

    The children all wanted to grow in different directions. Painting, math, writing, music, computers, botany. It was the job of the teachers at the Academy to prune the children. Excellence could not be achieved by spreading your branches every which-way. A tree, they said, grows best under the care of a gardener. With shears.

    Tania, however, had…[Read more]

  • Holden commented on the post, playground 5 years, 9 months ago

    We climb up the castles,
    Cross the rope bridges and the monkey bars
    (that’s lava below, don’t fall)
    Line up in front of the Cave,
    that slide into eternity,
    the sun glows against its yellow, plastic walls.

  • Holden commented on the post, offset 5 years, 9 months ago

    As the semester rolls on, offset starts to accumulate. I got an extension on homework that should have gotten done last week, and turned it in barely to meet the new deadline. I was always trying to catch up with the past. A treadmill going faster and faster. It’s only a matter of time. I’ve dropped off all unnecessary belongings already. Not…[Read more]