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juiceboxsimple stupid little juicebox
why do you taunt me so
i look at your beautiful spout
once filled with goodness
now you are empty
you are useless
it saddens me
can i fill you with juice again?
by design that would be impossible
why did they make you single use only
evil powers are apparent
id like to know your sweet taste again
to feel your energy corse into me
maybe they could have made you bigger
sized to match a cereal box
i dont know
that would be playing god
my simple stupid little juicebox
PREY NO MOREPREY NO MORE
Rope dug into Patrick’s wrists as he struggled to free his hands. His hot, damp breath washed over his face, trapped by the fabric sack secured over his head.
A floorboard creaked. Patrick froze, his back rigid against the chair, and strained his ears. Another creak.
“Hello?” he called.
The sound of swishing fabric.
“Who’s there? Where am I? Why’d you bring me here?” Blurred memories swam through his mind: drinking at the bar; stumbling home; a shadow sweeping out from an alley.
Fingers grasped his chin and jerked his head upward. “Hush.” A woman’s voice.
Lilac II - tankaa star-glow
connects their breaths -
a river path.
in lilac light
she forgets to sigh.
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`anmari has been spreading her infectious positivity throughout our community for over 6 years. Throughout this time Ana has been at the core of all things devious, passionately developing an eclectic gallery, helping organise devmeets, participating in chat events and also recently completed dedicating her time as a Community Volunteer. We are absolutely delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for May 2013 to `anmari, congratulations! Read More