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Like paper strips her sun
-bled children sleep out
on the old Mako
, lips glittered with stale
chip crumbs matching
how salt dries
in-or-between every fold
of every fingertip which
dared venture
beneath that warm jade
blanket that diesel-filled
Dinoflagellate ball .
Someday he will be a
secret star and she will
be a poet
, but for now their fears
are limited to barnacles
between toes
or a spilled can of root
-beer gone lost forever
not unlike
the days they like paper
strips slept under the sun
on the old Mako .
-bled children sleep out
on the old Mako
, lips glittered with stale
chip crumbs matching
how salt dries
in-or-between every fold
of every fingertip which
dared venture
beneath that warm jade
blanket that diesel-filled
Dinoflagellate ball .
Someday he will be a
secret star and she will
be a poet
, but for now their fears
are limited to barnacles
between toes
or a spilled can of root
-beer gone lost forever
not unlike
the days they like paper
strips slept under the sun
on the old Mako .
Literature
Tacos
Tacos are a food of creating new things.
The fillings are kindness and a boost of self esteem.
The sauces are sass and compliments.
The wrapped is nights at a sushi restaurant and working together.
Because tacos are the food that create the most beautiful things.
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Prologe
Thump thump
The town, Aegron, had been destroyed, Katrina knew this, had seen it. The Sekers had come and wiped it out, it happened sometimes, a way of life. The survivors would pack up and move to another town or they would wait for the brothers of Ammit to come and rescue them. This time Katrina new that no survivors would leave this place. Glancing toward the huge wardrobe where her two children had locked themselves, Katrina firmly told her self that someone would walk away, her babies would survive and go on to the next town.
Thump thump
Katrina's husband walked into the bedroom closing and locking a thick door behind him. In his hand
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Kosmiczna Zaloga Ch7
02. Walka z nieznanym
Kiedy się nie wie, z czym się walczy, trudno jest zwyciężyć.
01.
"Lecimy w kierunku Ziemi. Nadświetlna nie działa, więc dotrzemy tam może za miesiąc, albo dwa. Podróż jest monotonna, nie spotkaliśmy jak dotąd żadnej planety. Może to i dobrze, bo przypominałyby mi Kraranów, o których nie chcę myśleć. Nadal niepokoi mnie dziwna śmierć Fire`a. Wyrzuciliśmy jego rozpuszczone zwłoki przez śluzę, ale nie mogę zapomnieć wyrazu jego oczu, kiedy opowiadał mi o tym, co widzia
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this is a beautiful story. I love that hint of looking-forward, Someday he will be a
secret star and she will
be a poet, and how you bring it full circle at the end. brilliant
secret star and she will
be a poet, and how you bring it full circle at the end. brilliant