Articles by Serena_Ahnell
I was not immune, and I would not leave undamaged. I must have rolled in the beds of wild rose, for the tiny thorns- small, yellow- pierced my skin. Their poison is desire and it dissolved in my blood. And, too, the cats made me one of them- sleek and without mercy. Avid, falling hungry upon...
Solitude
It's very dark today; through the rain,
A simple statement that gives off a mood. It instantly gives gravity to the situation by using the word dark. However, the use of a semicolon makes you pause, but not stop entirely. The darkness is not a permanent situation. Rain is used...
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His brown eyes were too much for me to meet.
Waiting.
"What are you waiting for?"
The magical moment where there is a call and all things work out to some ideal favorable end.
The second time bends, doubles back on itself and allows you to do something different.
Sometimes, when burned badly enough, you realize that some things...
"What would it take for you to be a tutor? How much more college would you have to do?"
I looked up from my labels. Hands coming to rest against the stainless steel countertop. "I don't need any certifications to tutor anyone. Teaching, as a profession, is another deal."
"You could make...
"I hope it was fucking worth it!"
Venom. I can feel venom oozing from my lips. It burns. It is meant to burn.
Was I speaking to you or was I speaking to someone I can no longer speak to?
This age old scarring has become something I hide. Pull my sweater a little closer around me...
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I am the solider baby, who works just like a slave, sweating through the pain of digging his foxhole that he knows is just a grave. You trust me don't you baby? Yeah, you'd hand your life for me. Well, lets walk along the wire and watch the...
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99 problems.
99 problems, I'm tellin' ya.
But! I might be seeing Dessa and POS March 6th in DC. That is awfully exciting.
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Lyrics The Beautiful Tacia Made For Me:
The Onus by Sophie Hannah
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She tells me to write. I comply.
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The last time I spoke to someone I was remotely interested in [In this round about, you're a person and you're around sort of way] there was an argument.
He says to me, "You idiot. I'm only going to tell you one...
I'm tired of rising about my basest nature. To be kind. To understand. To forgive.
I taste salt and bile. My face feels tight and hard. My eyes are worn and raw.
You left me to die and didn't look back. How many women? How many have you done that to and never looked back? How many...
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Too often words fail me now.
But this feels like everything in a moment.
Any given moment.