#lit

[fartblr]

The Rats in the Walls

[lucy-the-wyrm]

I sought loneliness when I was young. You've seen me there: on my promontory, patient and unaware. But when I think of you, I want to be alone tighter. I want to strive against and for. I want to live in contact. I want to be a context for you, and you for me. I love you, and I love you, and I want to find out what that means together.

This Is How You Lose the Time War - Amal El-Mohtar & Max Gladstone

[oncce-againn]

u know ur fucked when u skip every song

[lucy-the-wyrm]

I knew in that moment looking at her, as the front door slammed and I heard the van doors shut outside, taking my other half from me. Even if it was deepest sin. Even if I would burn for it for all time. I hated. I hated my mother's tears more than anything. She didn't deserve them. I knew in that moment that I would hate her forever. In her hand something glossy. The magazine from Noah's room. The magazine from Noah's room. With two shirtless boys kissing.

American Rapture - C. J. Leede

[vbkpoetry]

“bend”

say,

can a kiss be more than a

kiss

can a kiss be a

metaphor

can a kiss feel less

than this feeling I feel

more

every day every day

say,

less

[quotelr]

Your professional experience can strengthen your resume, increase your earning potential, prove dependability, instill trust, and open new doors of opportunity which would remain closed otherwise.

Susan C. Young

[quotelr]

Writing a book is like raising a child. They are conceived in private, and with hard labor, delivered in due time and given a name. Our own DNA is written all over them, and we pray their life will be a blessing to others.

Danny L. Deaubé