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Dark Shift
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" A brother finds his sister has been traumatized in an assault only to wonder where fiction ends and reality becomes safe.... " Dark Shift |
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Outsider Blues
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" Being Invisible is far more bearable than being rejected. " Outsider Bluesby Elizadeth HetheringtonThe object of my attention, he's beautiful.The target of my sights, he's unaware of this beauty.... |
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Salty
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SaltyComedic Horror Poem: Elizadeth goes to Med School.Choking on cadavers,a salty man awakesHe stares me up and downThe darkened cellar quakes ... |
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Flowers
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" Depression is inevitable, but sometimes when we wake up from our failed attempts to end it all, we have to wonder why even suicide is a chore...."Flowers By Elizadeth Hetherington I remember how it used to feel to rest complacent and relaxed in the silence of the basement. My brothers would be spending time together, growing as a unit. I was the reject, seemingly backwards in progress. The laundry room was comfortably dark and unusually cool. I loved it. My back was flat against the cement of the floor where I’d frequently take my time to think of whether or not there were ways to fix the morbid thoughts of my teenage head. Too often, however, I’d prove unsuccessful.... |
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