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Suddenly, I Miss EveryoneBy the courses that our ships are on, there is no future where our paths will cross. We may pass briefly under midnight's drunken watch, a mighty gust causing the mast to wave dizzily like a tall pine, allowing our sails one blind, deaf and dumb embrace; a tangle of fragile white sheets and feverishly shaking rigging. Cloth on cloth wracked with spasms by an abrasive Pacific wind. By the time the daylight splits the sky, my sail will no better remember yours than yours will remember mine. It is already far too late for a change of course, the winds have already blown us too farSuddenly, I Miss Everyone
by ~midgetron
Where We Left OffWe picked up where we left off the day before, the rocky shores of the coast were just how we'd left them as far as I could tell. The waves still crashed against the land and the land still groped towards the sky and the sky still hung indifferent to the tumults below. Everything was grey and blue and violent except the red ribbons you tied in your hair. They thrashed about in the steady winds, but always with a gentleness that eluded the waves and the gulls overhead. Now that we’d reached the edge of land and were ready to begin the coastal leg of our journey, we toyed with the idea of stepping out across the waves to see if we'dWhere We Left Off
by ~midgetron
Meeting People is EasySnow is building up outside my window and the white van has already disappeared into the great lonely tumult of a January blizzard. The snow is indistinct, it’s appearance doesn’t change from day to day even if each individual flake is some unique miracle. Tell crystalized water that each piece of it is unique and wonderful and you end up with a million pieces of it each one trying to out-shine the each-other. Tell an entire generation they’re each unique and beautiful and you have a generation of failed stars each trying to tarnish the each-other. It’s all relative. I was a failed writer by the age of nineteen. I’d tried withoutMeeting People is Easy
by ~midgetron
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"We're two years into this now -" Eric paced the kitchen holding the phone to his ear with his daughter, Alex, on the other arm, "No. You need to stop..." Alex fidgeted. She had woken 20 minutes earlier to the phone ringing. "Please, you woke Alex...yes. Don't - " Eric took the phone away from his ear and set it gently on the kitchen table. He held Alex in front of him and tried to make eye contact. No luck, she was focused on his father's hands. Alex wrapped her forefinger half-way around the base of Eric's thumb and stared at it. They were quiet for a long time, Eric clutched Alex tight and suddenly his breath
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