As I stepped out, my face still looked the same. Annie screamed in silence, totally shocked. I left the house to hang on a green tree. I felt freedom and wanted to explore more of the reverse evolution I was undergoing.
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Before, Annie could understand my thoughts just by looking in my eyes; we could understand each other with no words. But now, it is different.
Read MoreMy lover Annie remembered me as a human. But Annie saw me as a turtle, an ape, and a salamander. I did not know what was happening to me, I just could not explain.
Read MoreIs it? Is it really “reverse revolution” that I’m experiencing, like my wife says? Frankly, I do not know how all this happened. I was a normal human being up until last night; it must have happened overnight. I am an ape now. I feel as though my body is transforming, maybe transitioning to the next state. I don’t know. I wonder, why has this happened to me out of all the people in the world. I have so many questions, yet it is unfortunate that I am unable to answer any of them.
Read MoreIt is the 25th of March in the year 3094 and the anomalies on my emotional index have increased. Researcher no. O1127 has decided to increase the dosage of stabilizers. My physical activity has been reduced to only 20% of what it once was before and I am no longer allowed to attend any classes.
Read MoreYou are a double-edged sword. You contain the good and the bad. You have always helped me in any place and at any time I needed you. At the same time, you've hurt me too many times. Now, at this moment, I don’t know how I am going to gather my scattered words just to say thank you.
Read MoreIn any other place and on any other road, but this dear yielding country road I would have expected him. He just doesn’t belong here. His torned out pajamas and hollow t-shirt, his beaten hair style and his steady lurching made it seem like he has just been released from the fires of the Underworld...
Read MoreIn any other place and on any other road, but this dear yielding country road I would have expected him. From far I saw a familiar face approaching towards me. In no time I realized that face to resemble of my little brother whom I had met ten years ago...
Read MoreIn any other place and on any other road but this dear yielding country road I would have expected him.
Who is, “him”? Who would that person be? Maybe a little boy, a teenager, a young man, a man or old man?..
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Exquisite Corpse Drawing
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I met her two years ago. It was the day they released Papi out of jail. Her name was Taylor. She was a Gothic Barbie. She was towheaded and her dark eye-shadow made her look like a panda. Or was it a raccoon? I don't remember. All I know is that she offered me a cigarette. "No, thanks," I said. "What are you in here for?" I asked. She stayed quiet for a while. Rude. "It's not important," she finally said. "I am out of here anyway." Not going to lie; she was attractive. In a desperate moment, I shouted my address. She ignored me.I met her two years ago. It was the day they released Papi out of jail. Her name was Taylor. She was a Gothic Barbie. She was towheaded and her dark eye-shadow made her look like a panda. Or was it a raccoon? I don't remember. All I know is that she offered me a cigarette. "No, thanks," I said. "What are you in here for?" I asked. She stayed quiet for a while. Rude. "It's not important," she finally said. "I am out of here anyway." Not going to lie; she was attractive. In a desperate moment, I shouted my address. She ignored me.
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It has been weeks since I’ve been fed. Whenever I remind Sauron I am a human being too, he slaps me. My pride has been shattered. I thought my life was going to be different outside of Berlin. Instead, these wounds don’t seem to heal. My back is broken from all the heavy lifting the beast makes me do. “The Hunchback of Notre Dame.” That’s what people call me. It wasn’t always like this.
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At eight years old, my two biggest priorities were shopping at Limited Too and listening to Jesse McCartney with my best friend, Jessica. It didn't surprise my parents when I told them on a Saturday that it was absolutely necessary that I break family night to invite Jessica over so we could watch the Kids Choice Awards together. Since Jesse McCartney was hosting, WE HAD TO WATCH IT OR ELSE SOMEONE WAS GOING TO PAY THE PRICE!
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He is on the road to work. “What is it going to be today?” he asks himself. Everyday is the same. Everything is the same. Everything is repeating. “Where am I?” he asks himself. “Am I going the right way?” He must be, he thinks, because he is going to work. “Hey A!” he yells out. It is A, “But, I am A. Who am I calling?” he asks himself. “Whatever. It doesn’t matter. I’m going to work, right? If I am going to work, everything is fine.”
Read MoreI never understood why people compared feelings to seasons. Someone will casually tell you “feelings change like seasons” as an excuse to break your heart. I always felt that feelings were too complex to be compared to something as simple as nature. Nature is predictable; you always know which season will come next. Feelings, on the other hand, can’t be trusted; you never know what’s coming next until it arrives.
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