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"Have you ever made someone laugh?" she said as she crossed her legs. The slit on the skirt was far too high, but her friends didn't seem to mind.
I was too tired by her questions to answer. It was probably unwise to ignore the bar owner, but then again, I'm not a very wise person. At least that is what my wife used to mutter after I make up my mind about anything.
Eulogy, From The Wolf
Your clothes reek of your scent. The dry hunger on my teeth sinks with ease. The forest is deep, but your fear makes it deeper. As you flee into darker green, my eyes turn red with light, and it will only begin to shine when your legs feel the depth of panic. You can hear my howl like the stench of death, because it follows you like sound. You can hear it echo on your flightless arms, your cheeks and nails and skull. The moon, so soft and clear, makes you trip onto a floor buried in white, hollow branches. The chase has only begun.
Her Still Figure
The ripples on the bedsheets do not match her husband's. She even cheats the water.
She finds the mirror paler than the sky. Her face is caught in the frame. She stares at her skin, as dry as cobwebs, but her eyes are as lakes in moonlight.
The dawn through the window does not match her tears. The air does not breathe through the womb. The bedroom is her prison, her thoughts alone.
Killing her natural beauty.
It is ironic for me, co-creator of ReviewSpotting, to say this, but writing is not a contest. Every writer is starting from a different point and is bound for a different destination. Don't be paralyzed by the thought that you are competing with everybody else who is trying to write and presumably doing it better - whether that is true or not. Such thoughts often happen in a writing class or writer's workshop such as this. Inexperienced writers are chilled to find themselves in the same space as writers who have credentials on professional gaming websites and nationally circulated publications. But don't be surprised to find the tortoises who move studiously toward mastering the craft eventually get there. I got a 59/100 for my Legend of Dragoon review, but I learned an important lesson -
As a more or less decent chic-flick, the devil wears prada is a movie you won't mind seeing but also won't mind never seeing again. It is easy to bond with Andy (Anne Hathaway), a shy girl fresh out of college, pursuing her dream to become a journalist. Climbing the career ladder is never pretty, however, especially at Runway Magazine, the premiere fashion magazine centered in the make-it-or-break-it heart of New York City. Editor-in-chief Miranda Priestly (Meryl Streep) is known as a boss more brutal, cruel, and strict than Cruella de Ville. With dowdy fashion sense and a timid puppy-dog personality, Andy is verbally skinned alive by her stiletto-strutting co-workers and her cut-throat boss. In time, her look goes from glab to fab and she learns the ins and outs of Runway, but will her jo
Crisscross goes the yellow
light to greenest seed;
turning, growing, new direction,
the deepest curves of rainbow.
So excited about Project Runway airing on July 12th that I'm...
...where's everyone going?
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