We writhe out among the stars
in fractal whirlpools that give birth to suffering and death
all caught in the maw of some hideous, beautiful beast
who devours the light and life and deals death
And we live in shadows
on the fingertip of some outstretched hand
gazing in at the center
and convincing ourselves that we see the face of god
Now tired of screaming into void and shadow
we turn inward to ourselves and begin to tear away
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I’ve crossed the 80k word milestone on the book I’m writing. This is by far the longest thing I’ve ever written, and it’s not done yet—I have almost an entire storyline left to add before editing it. Feels good to be getting somewhere, though!
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The Light is On 
8 responses to “Writhe”
Keep going. You will get published soon
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Cheers to that. Here’s hoping!
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Congratulations! Keep it going.
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Thanks Shirley, I will! Just started to read through and edit again. AKA, the fun part…
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Ahh, this is beautiful! And congratulations! Keep writing.
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Thanks so much (:
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Congratulations!
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Thank you, cheers (:
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