“This. Is. Unreal.” Tom was awed at the things they found inside, and the group dispersed to collect whatever they could. There'd even be a few bags in there, marked with a symbol Tom and Lauren seen before. Unwanted memories flashed before his eyes, Tom struggling to keep down what he saw. Zara’s demise, Lauren cutting through her wrists, and the writ of the symbols. He swore he could just kill himself from the things he no longer understood, and judging the way Lauren stared back, she may have caught on to a similar realization. There was a connection between all living things, while the dead were used as symbolism for further placement. The encoding and scripture only revealed a partial story of the island, and it must have been at least thousands of years old. When the siblings' eyes met, they knew they had something to discuss.
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The last mask of winter.
The fields sluiced with rain on the leafing of memory, On each rock and scree living in the Appalachian breeze. The mind of frost crusted in the corbeil undressing in the air. Where is our consciousness? The bluster of stone streaked in corrupt minds on the last [...]
“The Amateurs” by edenbray.
Two sportsmen were approaching, followed by a three, a five, a six This band of amateurs coming after me to carry me home on sweat-soaked shoulders, shirts cotton, buttoned down Hooped, green-yellow; striped red-white, fearsome sight On cold community playing-fields, under glaring floodlights Brothers a-rated, know their strengths, ready for the fight Ruck, reverse ball, [...]
Petition to Support Removal of Nesset’s Work From Poetry Magazine.
So, first off, I want to acknowledge that the topics mentioned may be triggering. This is a content warning as the following information relates to a convicted pedophile and CSA. I also acknowledge that people may feel differently about Poetry Magazine’s actions, so I'm disabling comments on this post. Whether you agree or disagree with [...]
Late Moon (Ft. Devika).
It happened again the dead sea full of dried emotions and the charm to write about withering winters happened again, from my arms to my toe nails with colors and with a paint- brush the knuckles are red due to migraine, the bosoms are sagging due to age. The concept of time throws my memory [...]
“BOXER .. .” by edenbray.
. Boxer, can you see through bloodied vision? this conflict born from all of Adam's sons subterfuge meets necessity in life's arena He stands alone who thinks alone homeless who battles indecision and oppression or who stands for his own valour In the clearing where all men may fail, fearless David feigned his madness only [...]
Silent to my blood.
silent to my blood along the bone garden I have known the women, living and dead, eyes seized the one moon, (a ghost sleeps) in my body dissociating a star at my spring bones my garden, my home a sparse death in my hair the wind. © 2021 lucysworks.com All Rights Reserved.
Identify Podcast: Episode 2 (The Other Side).
Written by Andrada Costoiu (chapter two) and B.V. Stratton (chapter three), this joint chapter delves a little into the sibling's past but questions still arise. Resigning himself to trust his "newfound" sister, they make a break to the other side of the island as a last minute escape (as Tom blew their original plan). Lauren [...]
“A View By The Sea .. .” by edenbray.
A View By The Sea .. . The dead die young Ernest Albert Bett your concrete grave is a trough with no pigs yet in it just convolvulus and ivy I stepped across your withered torso the silence of the dogs I walk death in spades around me shadows of oak walk past me Gravelled [...]
“Y’es Sir” by QueenMayaRose.
https://youtu.be/T9Ztg-Pxsc0 For further work, visit QueenMaya Rose on YouTube or her site.
EPTIRE Magazine Now Accepting Submissions.
Hello all. My friend, Gabby, is the co-founder of a rising literature magazine called EPTIRE and they are currently accepting submissions for their first magazine edition. EPTIRE is now accepting submissions for poetry, prose, fiction, non-fiction, articles, artwork, and photography. They are a youth-led magazine and are based more politically, as well with a focus [...]
“GUILT, O’GUILTY .. . HERE, TAKE MY HANDS, MY TEETH, MY VOICE .. .” By edenbray.
Guilt O' guilty ~ here take my hands, my teeth, my voice! ... In Memory of Jesse Washington (1897 - 1916) I am crawling on my knees rolling in the dust and the cinder ashes of this tragedy, coals to my feet Spittle hanging from my chin my eyes swelling in their shrinking sockets of [...]
Coffee Drinking 73
Awesome sketches by AuAu, one of them including Tom and Lauren of my collaborative novel project, Identify. They look great, so be sure to give her a follow if you want to stay updated on upcoming work. Ahhh, the classic editor wont ever come back. This time with a bunch of sketches of the new [...]
Character Profiles for “Identify”
The following information below are profiles about the main characters in the ongoing novel collaboration, "Identify." I put out a notice about wanting to create a small group of writers who can help finish this story with me. I am hoping this could gather interest for those who want to participate in this collaboration. I [...]
Identify Podcast Theme.
I have recently composed an intro soundtrack to the Identify podcast project I've been working on. For those that do not know, Identify is an ongoing novel collaboration project that delves into a mysterious island that has different uses for people. While the extent of these uses remains unknown, it rather explores the developing relationships [...]
A thorn in her side.
If I was the poet with a thorn in my side, I was; I brought another drop from the gardens on these hands and this body of stone; I ripen in her arms I bleed in the wind to hide like a coward; the moon-born bedsheets call, twisting vines in the thorns of youth until [...]
Coffee Drinking 71
Such stunning work from AuAu, including the completed Lauren drawing for my Identify novel collaborative project. Be sure to check each drawing out and give her a follow!
Its gonna be a loooong while for me to finish the Alice story, in that one she, emh, you could say, sold her own heart.
On the story I was talking about the last post, its something different. For a start, it is someone elses heart.
“Aurora is such and idiot” well, thats a given. Mmm, I could improve the eyes.
But it is more complex than that, I wont even be able to cover it here… in the interaction between Auroras personalities, you can see things flowing naturally one way, then the leadership deciding to go another.
Aint that, fun? life is so dull and boring, maybe in that undiscovered path… Going back to their relation, earlier times were different, in common terms, Aurora was “way out of her league”, social status, resources, strength, this and that, Aurora kept fighting everyone there as she didnt like it, Auroras Mother…
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The Trinity.
As some may or may not know (most likely the latter), I uploaded a track back in February concerning my character, Oktavia, for a role-play my friend, Chris, created. Since then, me and three others of the group formed a band and started creating more music specifically geared to different events that occur in the [...]
Identify Podcast: Episode 1 (Psyche).
I am currently running a podcast that provides an audio reading for Identify, an ongoing collaborative project I’ve been holding on here. I figured that a visual format can limit readership, so I thought audio may help too. I would really appreciate your support and feedback for this podcast. This episode delves into the first [...]
Oceanid.
I am a droplet off the sun. A madman huntingTaunting roots of a clockwork rain.© 2020 lucysworks.com All Rights Reserved. Found this in my drafts for a long prose piece I’ve since abandoned. Funny, how looking back, I didn’t see much to it until I recently changed the final line.
