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brotherhood

We held hands and walked down the street. We told stories and laughed at our shortcomings. We fibbed. We Lied. We asked difficult questions. We ended our sentences with exclamation points.

» Posted By Steven Shafer On 06.02.2013 @ 12:19 pm

lullaby

She sang sweetly into his ear. The day, coming to a close, had been a triumphant success for the two of them. Everything had gone according to plan, and the plan was excellent to begin with.

» Posted By Steven Shafer On 05.19.2013 @ 12:08 pm

growing

The idea was growing. Taking shape in unexpected ways. Suddenly the experimentation had begun, and he was out to find his voice for this project. The voice that would write this book.

» Posted By Steven Shafer On 02.08.2013 @ 11:22 am

claims

She stormed out of her room, mind racing, feet running. An epic turbulence swarmed around her, she could not pick a direction. Collapsing, to her knees, she began to cry.

» Posted By Steven Shafer On 02.06.2013 @ 11:25 am

She stormed out of her room, mind racing, feet running. An epic turbulence swarmed around her, she could not pick a direction. Collapsing, to her knees, she began to cry.

» Posted By Steven Shafer On 02.06.2013 @ 11:25 am

destroy

It all came down around him. Microscopic bits of this and that swirled and heaved and stewed before him. He had no idea what was going on, really…

» Posted By Steven Shafer On 01.19.2013 @ 9:20 pm

shows

He saw himself in the reflection.

» Posted By Steven Shafer On 12.27.2012 @ 11:13 am

now

This is it, here he is,this is how it will be, it’s never going away.

» Posted By Steven Shafer On 12.26.2012 @ 4:03 pm

procedure

His eyes opened. God, how bright this day would be. He looked around him, and the decision was made. He would leave this place, he was done. It was time to move on to something far greater, far more wonderful. something that matched his new view on everything.

» Posted By Steven Shafer On 12.24.2012 @ 3:35 pm

scatter

They curled up next to the river. He wondered when they would ever get up. Before dark? After? Then next morning? It was certainly going to be a warm enough night. He looked at her, then the stars. “My God!” he thought “This is the most beautiful thing I can imagine!”

» Posted By Steven Shafer On 12.21.2012 @ 7:00 pm

due

Simply amazing. The awareness that one will die, and one will not live on elsewhere afterwards. Causes one to not take life for granted. Causes one to choose ones actions based on a new set of standards. And makes the love of life possible.

» Posted By Steven Shafer On 12.16.2012 @ 6:43 pm

living

Exaltation for the past, Joy for the presence, and Excitement for the future.

» Posted By Steven Shafer On 12.14.2012 @ 6:02 pm

roof

He was exceptionally beautiful. Not just in body, but in mind as well. His character was pure, and his face reflected it. He had the strange ability to determine value almost instantly. This came in handy when he started meeting people and going into business for himself. His hands were always ready.

» Posted By Steven Shafer On 12.06.2012 @ 12:07 pm

simple

Mobius told himself he may have made a mistake. He looked around. “Where were they?” he thought. Then, on the left side of the bridge, he saw them, crossing. He yelled ecstatically “I’m here! I’m here!” They waved back and began running toward him.

» Posted By Steven Shafer On 12.05.2012 @ 6:05 pm

square

He took the rope in his hands. He lifted them towards the sun, checking over his shoulders. The others were closer. In an instant, the rope was forced back, the deed was done. The others were not fast enough. He knew he would never have to do this again. He smiled and let go of his anxiety.

» Posted By Steven Shafer On 11.23.2012 @ 4:41 pm

teach

I enjoy the work I’ve been doing. It has opened my mind to new possibilities. How could I have ever imagined that this would be over the rainbow? I couldn’t of. I respect and thank all of the other parts of myself which have helped me to enjoy this fresh existence. To them this utterance is dedicated.

» Posted By Steven Shafer On 11.06.2012 @ 7:25 pm

interest

His brows raised. A good half inch from their original position. The right-hand corner of his lips curled up. His eyes grew wide. His hands reached forward.

» Posted By Steven Shafer On 11.03.2012 @ 12:46 pm

upper

He lowered himself to the second floor. The light shown from beneath the cracks. He scratched himself. What an odd smell. Does it always smell like this? He entered the hallway, then the room. She said “Hello.”

» Posted By Steven Shafer On 10.15.2012 @ 12:36 am

fresh

He woke up with a fresh idea: Wow, this world is terrible… Let’s make it better!

» Posted By Steven Shafer On 10.10.2012 @ 12:28 pm

before

Before I woke up, I was dreaming. In this dream it was dark, I was confused. I was trying to find the care my parents had given me, they wanted me to give rides to their friends. I didn’t want to but I did any way. I do not want to do that any more.

» Posted By Steven Shafer On 09.24.2012 @ 3:00 pm

despite

Despite everything he had heard, read, thought, or enjoyed; he could not see her for what she really was. He was amazed, his whole life, he spent his time searching for her, and when he had finally broken down and accepted that she was a myth, there she was.

» Posted By Steven Shafer On 09.18.2012 @ 12:45 pm

alive

Today he feels alive. There is sadness, sadness for his world, sadness for himself, and the tribulations he’s gone through. But fundamentally he feels alive. He is awe-inspired by the zest and tranquility of this new world. What a discovery.

» Posted By Steven Shafer On 09.16.2012 @ 4:52 pm

towers

They stood tall. Taller than you or I. They provided shade for our weak eyes. It had been years since we’d seen the light of day. A man walks by, observing us observing them. He gives a brief smile. We smile back. He can tell we’re not from around here.

» Posted By Steven Shafer On 09.11.2012 @ 1:11 pm

binding

I am binding like a big binding ball. Several balls are binding around me. Oh! These strange balls! Oh this fixation I am fixed fixadly within! Dearest Elizabeth, please tell my mother she bores me! I desire nothing more or less. Asham.

» Posted By Steven Shafer On 09.11.2012 @ 2:09 am

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