• Zozojay commented on the post, dealer 5 years, 1 month ago

    It was crystaline ecstay in a tube. In a needle. Breath in deep and the smoke crowds your lungs, fills your mind and soul and every recess of your body. Smoke is insidious. It’s the others you get to laugh at- as though the fear of somethign so bright- the sparkling

  • Zozojay commented on the post, dealer 5 years, 1 month ago

    the thing was- well. She didn’t wanna quit. Thats what they always say- the ones she knew were out there, hiding on the street, and in the air, and even in her eyes if she looked to hard- stared for too long at a face that was quickly becoming a stranger

  • Zozojay commented on the post, entirety 5 years, 4 months ago

    It’s angles were pretty. It’s darling little head, all dark and downy and just a little too beautiful to be real. It’s parts were something special, something wonderful. It was in the entirety of the image that the beautiful fell away. One plus two plus three and suddenly you understood the whole image, saw the monster and were so cold so quick.…[Read more]

  • Zozojay commented on the post, oil 5 years, 5 months ago

    It hit the water with a plop.
    And then its chemistry collapsed
    I said goodbye,
    before its time, and it woke me, for pain of oil
    on stone

  • Zozojay commented on the post, oil 5 years, 5 months ago

    The thing about tomorrow is that you never think its coming. Its always just…tomorrow. Not now, not yesterday, not something you can ever know, so you just kind forget, push it out of your mind till its not something you ever consider, not really, its not now and it wont ever ever ever be, so what does it matter? Yeah. What does it matter. Until.

  • Zozojay commented on the post, god 5 years, 9 months ago

    His hands were wrinkled.
    His eyes, they twinkled.
    And with a careless
    laugh.
    He
    let
    us
    know
    his
    wrath.

  • Zozojay commented on the post, god 5 years, 9 months ago

    It isn’t fair that they have left us all. In broken puddles. Wantless heaps. They mock us, and when we reach our filthy hands for the bottom of their robes they kick us to the ground. We revered them once. That time is gone. What once was God has been revealed as Devil, and all comes falling into the great deathless fathom.

  • Zozojay commented on the post, steady 5 years, 9 months ago

    “Steady.” It felt like a shout in my ear. “Steady.” It felt like he whispered it just to torment me. “Steady.” I wanted to hit him. “Stop.” I wanted to kiss him.

  • Zozojay commented on the post, steady 5 years, 9 months ago

    His hands shook.
    I wrapped them in my own.
    Steady
    Steady
    cursed them with my mind
    Say you wish you could run away with me
    His hands did not still
    my hands did not move
    Say you wish we could live
    forever
    together
    But i was steady,
    and he shook,
    so
    it
    could never
    be

  • Zozojay commented on the post, steady 5 years, 9 months ago

    There was no time to consider the impossible. There was nothing he could do but get down on one knee.
    “Will you marry me?” He asked, quiet desperation in his voice, quiet desperation she did not hear. Of course she said yes.

  • Zozojay commented on the post, bricks 6 years, 1 month ago

    The road was crumbling. Dorothea couldn’t quite stand there and look at it. To be honest the first time in this terrible, terrifying place, walking down the neon yellow road of bricks had been quite enough for her. She certainly hadn’t really liked it all that much then, but now suddenly, to be back, and see it crumbling, falling apart like so…[Read more]

  • Zozojay commented on the post, bricks 6 years, 1 month ago

    They were stacked, one on the top of the other. Joy tried to tear her gaze away. She knew that at any minute they would call her inside from recess, but there was something about the wall…about every deep red brick that caught her attention, that made her pause. There was something wrong with that wall.

  • Zozojay commented on the post, withered 6 years, 1 month ago

    The rose had been slowly dying for the last day. I’d been watching it, showering it liberally with the special mixture LeeAn had made. But it was no use. I knew it, the rose was dying. And so to, were we

  • Zozojay commented on the post, withered 6 years, 1 month ago

    She was smaller than he remembered. He had always seen her as huge- larger than life, ten feet tall even. But now. Now, he could see her as she always was. He could see her imperfections, her stooped aching shoulders. His mother. He had always though of her as impermeable, strong and impossibly solid. Something he could look up to, but never. Ever…[Read more]

  • Zozojay commented on the post, terrain 6 years, 1 month ago

    The people spread out across the forest look like ants. You laugh suddenly, struck by that thought. Like ants. But thats not right, because they’re not ants. God no, they are much, much worse. Barley, human. Things to be abolished, destroyed. It makes you smile, to be so high above panic. Ants or humans, the movement on the ground is frantic, all…[Read more]

  • Zozojay commented on the post, terrain 6 years, 1 month ago

    It was when the dunes filled up with snow that professor Leek knew there was a problem. But, honestly she didn’t know what the problem was. Miranda Leek, had been a model, a stripper, a thief. She had been hated, loved, once she had even been revered. Bt never, never had she been a professor, a doctor. Of course madmen had no use for doctors who…[Read more]

  • Zozojay commented on the post, returned 6 years, 1 month ago

    He came through the door, sopping wet. Begging for mercy. It made Star think about how he had left. Strong, proud, begging for adventure. Or so the tales went. Star had never met the chosen one before- he was a novelty, born long before her time. He was unmistakable though. Because though he was worn and weary, dripping with water and shivering…[Read more]

  • Zozojay commented on the post, signals 6 years, 1 month ago

    It was when the blinker went of that i couldn’t stand it anymore. I mean, what kind of awful driver is really, just that…AWFUL!!! Jerky, and unaware of space, hard to control, and IMPOSSIBLE to predict. I just kinda lost it when i though he was going to turn, but kept right on going. I got out of my car, yanked open their door and screamed-…[Read more]

  • Zozojay commented on the post, weakling 6 years, 1 month ago

    when people stared falling asleep no one thought much of it. It was the poor, the homeless. The weak. But it didn’t stop there. And when the disease, blessing, curse started to spread to the rich, and powerful- when people everywhere fell to deep impenatrable sleep that was when the world took notice. But perhaps…perhaps to late.

  • Zozojay commented on the post, weakling 6 years, 1 month ago

    I looked at her. She was lying upon the ground, her head cupped in her hands, and her ankles still bleeding. She was weak. That was the word i was looking for. the word i was always looking for. Thats what they were- mistakes and awful, horrible weaklings. But the sad fact was- she…she was different. So very, very different. Because her- her i loved.