

The Edge of the WorldWhen you come to the edge of the world here is what you must do—don’t take off your shoes. Don’t believe that you can feel your way, like you’re wandering some cute forest floor. This is as unnatural as things come.The Edge of the World
The edge of the world, though it looks wide, is actually and always like a circular tunnel. You will find you legs going full-speed in doomed panic, and you will run only in hopes of finding the end of it all. You will not be able to see out through the wall at all, though it glows with a strange blood-orange light. You may push your hand against it, and it may give slightly, but the wall will not stretch, and you wil


DrownedDrowning deep in time measured by ripples The dark surface glinting high above my head with moonlight or streetlight And I, falling deeper and deeper,Drowned
Clinging like a drowning girl To someone who, at least,
has a heartbeat like mine.
Finally, after countless ripples,
I rouse myself from his shoulder, pull away,
and turn to guide him through the tunnel of trees:
slowly
slowly
moving trancelike, with certainty and purpose and at the same speed as everything else,
His hand warm and soft in mine: yet hardly felt,


The RaceOn the day of the races I changed my mind and went down to the harbor instead of staying at home. I hadn’t wanted to go and then be ignored, but one of those romantic notions had entered my mind and I thought that maybe something good would come of it. Let me explain further: he does not know that I am in love with him (although I cannot be sure he is not in love with me, as well). We are friends, but only between ourselves—we do not know the same people, or do the same things. We do not see each other often, but when we do, it is like a low tide and things which were previously hidden are revealed (although our moments are rarer than low tidThe Race


Bob the MosquitoBob the Mosquito a story by aberamonli.Bob the Mosquito
Once upon a time there was a young little mosquito named Bob. Bob was a happy mosquito. Everybody liked him. One day, when he was still young, Bob accidentally ate a radioactive human and was transformed into a hulking, surly, blob of reeking mosquito flesh. It wasn’t pretty. No one liked him anymore. Not even his mother. So when Bob reached an acceptable age he went on a quest for true love, assuming that if he ever found it, his true love would care for him and like him even if he was a hulking, surly, blob of mosquito flesh. Bob set out for the Big City. He figured that if ever he
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1- You can kiss the person who kissed you!
2- You can kiss the same person as many times as you see fit!
3- You -MUST- spread the love people! At least 1 kiss !
4- You should kiss in public! Paste it on their user page so they feel loved!
5- Random kisses are perfectly okay!
6- Please, don't worry about same gender kissing, it's a love kiss!
7- You should most definitly get started kissing right away!
Remember, this is about showing love to your fellow peeps! Everybody should get a kiss
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"But revelation? That is the province of dream." -The Sandman
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