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The first she heard of her mother's death was when her sister, Karen, telephoned her. Car crash, Karen had said brusquely, before hanging up.
Now, she watched as the flames ate hungrily through the walls of their childhood home. A broken match lay in the grass by her bare feet.
Now, she watched as the flames ate hungrily through the walls of their childhood home. A broken match lay in the grass by her bare feet.
Literature
an ocean only grows
a girl may shed tears
for those parted by the sea;
accumulation.
a lady can sob
in veins of wine, sweeten and
settle his sorrow.
a woman will weep
when a home leaks, leaks of a
future ne'er to be.
Literature
lightkeeping
As you pick up the lantern in front of you, you find it filled with a busy, buzzing flurry of lights. Somebody stuffed fireflies into this one - not the proper thing at all. You unfasten the latch, open the door; the little bugs stream out gratefully. They bathe the wayside in a faint glow for a moment, then vanish in the pitch-black of the Long Night one by one.
You settle down cross-legged and gently put the empty lantern onto your lap to dream up a star.
Literature
In the Syllable
...then there is a way in diswaiting.
Dust some yellow sand covers,
here uncover bare bedding.
...suffusing red planes, blushed dunes,
under incidentally quilted blanket
wet as arid curves, as sounds.
...in a persistent pavement,
in a solemn unsuited promise,
some written words erase
some letters drip and soak
unto a perfuse miracle,
a dislocated split,
a letting go of...
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My entry for ^Exillior's The Flame(s) Contest. 
The idea is to write a literature piece about flame(s) of no more and no less than 50 words.
The idea is to write a literature piece about flame(s) of no more and no less than 50 words.
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Very impressive how you created such a powerful impression with so few words. Awesome work!