"No! No! No!" Gregory sceamed in protest "It's not necromancy, it's animation! There is a difference!! Animation is beautiful! It brings things to life -

..."- things that never aught to be alive." Said the captain of the gaurd as he closed the door of his cell, screeching, leaving only the moonlight to scare away the darkness. "You can tell it to the Lord in the morning."

Gregory sagged into the corner, resigned and dug his head into his arms and legs. "It's animation...' A muffled sob took over him.

'It's only animation...'

'...only animation...'

'...there is a difference...'

"Nooooo! Stoooop! Stop hiting him, please! Please stop!" Cried the woman that was his mother.

"I'm not hitting him! I'm only waking him up. There is a difference!" Said the man that was his father "Boy, what part of 'before dawn' did you not understand? Before dawn means that you are in your boots, in the barn, ready for work BEFORE dawn! Not in bed like some lazy mutt!" He slaped him so hard that he almost took his head away from his neck.

"Noooo! He's just a dim-witted boy! Stop hurting him please!" She was at her husband's arm trying to get him away from her son. When he quickly turned around the brute force of him knocked her away on the floor. He squatted down next to her and filled his hand with her chin. His voice was a manacing whisper. "Woman, you will not tell me how to diacipline my son. It is because of you he is like this.

The candlestick was burning low as he stood up to take it. The shadows danced across his face as he turned to Gregory. "I'm not done with you yet". On his way out he roughly pulled the woman from the floor on to her feet and half draged her out. The night echoed with screems. So load... So loud...

When Greg awoke he was back in his cell in the corner. It was dawn. He overslept... again.

Shattering victim mentality

Aggression can't be an excuse to attack,

Neither defense for hostility,

Scars may be your armour,

Don't let it be your shield,

Defeat makes you humble,

Failure shows your chinks,

Dignity may be salvagable,

Integrity can't be adulterated,

You can't afford to be even bitten once here,

Coz compromised once it's like the scar,

It will heal, you may even conceal the mark,

But you would always remember the place anyway,

You can be proud in private,

Stay clear from arrogance,

But make humility your weapon,

Gemini you have to find in you,

Gentle while interacting,

Detached in your lonesome,

Pretention could be a really arduous endeavour,

Remember that the greatest lie is always closest to the truth,

Bring your ingenuity to the fore,

Broaden your horizons all you want,

But start the journey,

After introspecting to the core,

Coz insecurities and fears,

You can hide from others,

But you wouldn't get this opportunity,

When standing before the mirror.

nobody’s type

Dear reader,

I am not her type. I fear I’m nobody's “type”, more of an acquired taste, an exception made in despite of rather than because. Her celebrity crushes bear no resemblance to me. Maybe I look too far into this, maybe I make problems where there are none. But I am seeking the unattainable nonetheless. Maybe she would take a moment longer to look away, smile just that much more when she saw me, if I were to wear my hair short and dark as molasses. If the structure of my jaw and cheekbones were more pronounced, if I were slender and angular, if I were taller, if my eyes hung lazily and my resting expression was one of intimidation. If I were calm and cool with the ease of someone who commands authority without speaking a word. If I were bad for her, if I stood her up and left her only to return weeks later. Maybe the conflict would be more interesting, maybe I bore her. Because I am none of these things, I am every opposite. I am the antagonist. My features are fair, the lines of my body curved, my eyes rounded and eager to please. I love her the way I believe love is to be conducted, with compassion, and empathy, and warmth. We are two sides of a scale, though I fear the differences are more barrier than balance. 

Eternally yours,

Astrid xx

My insanity consumes, tears swell at the corner of my eyes.

Visions of love are in collision with crazed obsession. My mind grasps to others looking for a sense of identity.

There’s no retrograde to blame for my instability, only dark quarters of my mind enslaving the light hearted was to stay dormant.

Yet I had to lose my mind to discover my soul.

The tears of the universe couldn't compare or comfort this hurt. Imagine, Silence. Emptiness. Darkness. All around one flame that ignites the path. Now swallowed, left is nothing. Traveling with no direction, talking with no language. Stasis... solitude. All while being live action...

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By Andrew Kelly(AKE)2021

Destruction

Another hat hanging from the treetops. Sharp to a point but with no water, no direction. Who knows when they will be coming knocking on your door. Out of the box and back into the fold. Doom and gloom blowing up your spot. Bingo, Bango are you looking to tango? Hear the pitter-patter of your pointed toes. Leading us astray and off the edge into destruction.

- AH

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often times, there’s a dissonance between the memory of myself as a writer, and some writings belonging to me, like many notes on my phone, that, the subtle surprise at my not remembering its composition, is more amusing than frustrating.

unbeknownst do and have i practice/d passively. the little to no physical recollection of how, where, and why i wrote this isn’t surprising, in hindsight, because… well, I write about shit like this. i write like this.

most of which is not questioned is mostly intuitively pronounced.

albeit i’ll commend my own diction for the sake of my own humanity; i mean, why not.

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