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O bloodmoon of pale branches

what fate do you deem my hand worthy of? my heart has yielded to you its harvest of sighs bells fade from their impossible paths for pine’s vigil where a witch’s bonfire has given land to evening will we ever again speak that ancient language? I am resisting grace - do not stir

there is blue in your thicket, for your affection you are like me

I bear your round light,

the rivers on which you sleep your golden sleep I am giving all I am to all of this

a story of salt, lot’s wife bell-jar dressed with feathers & dark breads

moon is a spectre of long trailing tresses and restless silver she has tucked her sobs away into dusk’s pockets

I am in the dark of beloved’s trees,

things essential to me come to hand: thistledown, leafsoul & and my still live birds O my beloved, pacing alone the final chamber of night you go off filled with me

we are the ones there are, and will always be do you believe this?

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make believe is a place called my back garden

come away with me to a place where the clouds veil your sadness. to the land where a single breath lasts a thousand seconds and tastes of ash. leave your jacket at the door, you won’t need it if you come away with me, to the land of no pain, the land of no fear. the land where nonsense suddenly becomes clear. and the world doesn’t need to make sense anymore. come away with me, I’ll never lead you astray, just come for a day, see how green the grass is and you won’t want to leave, not if you come away with me, to the land of make-believe.

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Our Little Blue Star

Jonghyun, this is for you. Shawols, this is for you all. I wrote it thinking of him; writing is how I lessen the burden on my heart. My friends suggested it may help because it gave them some closure so here goes nothing.

Little blue star lighting up the sky

How is your new home?

Are the winds kinder to your feathers,

The clouds soothing to your wounds?

Down here, the world is alight

With fires of fury

Drowned in tears and storms

You left as quick as you came,

The craters on your surface

Not from the world

But your own flames

The very gas you were built with

When you first struck

A meteorite burning at such an intensity

Light for the wayward sons and daughters

Beacon of hope for the lost and lonely

Yet in the midst of the crowd

You stood alone

We saw you shine

But you felt yourself burn

Misunderstood, misjudged

Abandoned to the vices of your mind

So now we sit here

Gathered together in herds

The lights in our hands held out to one another

The lights coming from our hearts

Pouring out into a pathway

Leading up to you

Will you shine down us from there too?

From your throne up high,

Will you watch over us,

Shower us with love and guidance

The way you did when you were a man

Wandering amongst us?

Little blue star lighting up the moonless night,

An angel gone home far too soon,

We can only hope

We will see you one day soon.

Not like today with tears in our eyes,

But with smiles on our faces

And immense love in our arms.

Until then,

Rest well,

Little blue star of our hearts.

ktxoxokt

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The red-hot pain that she felt when he slapped her face with his bare callused hands, the impact of his hand caused her to draw blood from the inside of her cheek.

The blow felt like sandpaper scrapping across her flesh was part of a story that she would never forget.

- D. Tam

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