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Don't Give me a Reason to Sell My SoulDon't give me a reason to sell my soul, she should have said.
Instead, she just stared at the man on the screen in front of her, the man with his long, drooping skin, tired eyes, haggard face and balding head. He was hardly the admiral we had once known. She said "I don't have any desire to do it," and then quickly, "but I'll follow my orders, if you give them to me."
There was fright in her eyes. She gripped the edges of the captain's chair and bit her cheek, fighting off inevitable tears. But not here. She couldn't cry now. People relied on her to be strong. What people she wasn’t sure, but someone, somewhere, surely. She had to believe that.
"Those are your orders," the man said, sinking heavily into his chair. "I trust you'll carry them out."
She snapped off communications with ill-hid despair. Her blonde hair, thin and almost colorless, hung around her face like a fallen halo, fading with every sin. Her lips were tight, her cheeks drawn, and her eyes stared out of bru

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supernovae"Wouldn't it be great if we could watch a star explode?"
It was just like her to say that. The violence of another world's ending was, to her, poetic. If our own sun exploded, I think she'd open up her arms to embrace it.
"I don't know that I'd want to be that close," I said.
"That's the cool part. You wouldn't have to be." But she still didn't think we were close enough.
That was how we always ended up like this, sitting in a car, driving to nowhere, with nothing but the sound of the tires on the highway and the company of the stars above us. She couldn't sit still long enough to color in the details, so we never did. We just kept driving.
She leaned back in the passenger seat and kicked her feet up, staring at the ceiling of the car as if it wasn't there.
"When stars exploded a long time ago, they painted pictures of them and wondered if the gods were looking down on them. What do you think we'll do when we get to see one?"
"Take a picture."
She shot an expression at me that I

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Featured by Beccalicious

may as well buy another packcollapse, and breathe into the carpet:
sunday mornings are not
for falling apart, but damn
the amphorics, this
is not an atmosphere.
you fell in love like you always
wish you didn't, made all their
smiles replaceable, interchangeable,
fell asleep with shadows and kept
drinking, just letting yourself sleep
with blue pills
and tried not to scream.
(keep this image in your head:
fire and nectarines, a sudden jerk
of realization, inspiration
breaking your neck and leaving you forever
breaking bones is not so different
from breaking hearts - it's all about
the leverage, the angle, the mode
of attack
(and at least it wasn't personal; 
it can color in your own guilt
for starting lines and never ending

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Suggested by AyeAye12
Featured by GrimFace242



Another week, another standout. 

3 deviants said Featuring the talented chromeantennae this week.
2 deviants said He rocks.
2 deviants said (Feature is on my page, as always! Hope you're all having a wonderful week so far!)

Weekly Standout

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England.there once was a girl with an atlas for a heart.
her loves lived in red pins, 
piercing tissue behind lacquer ribs.
she may unearth it, that you 
might have stolen a glance. and she, watching
another heart trough, another pair of brows 
gather disquiet, closed again. 
"i'm not alone," her whispers rung the night,
peppered by the red pins, glitter against the last ladder
of light on the ceiling. careful reminders, listed love.

by Droid-Listless

One of the best things poetry can do is capture a moment or a sliver of something so wholly that the poem becomes something like a concentrated version of real life, meant to be felt so deeply that it feels like someone is pulling at your core. Droid-Listless' "England." accomplished this for me, with it's conversational, poetic language and somber tone. If the ability to connect to readers is what matters, than this piece is a powerful one indeed.

(The Weekly Standout is a weekly feature of some of work that I find truly incredible from the literature community. Have a piece you think should be featured? Feel free to note me!)

Everything I've featured so far can be found here!


.: Song Shuffle Challenge

Tue Oct 7, 2014, 1:59 PM
I've been tagged to do the song shuffle challenge by the ever amazing, supportive, and talented BlackBowfin

I don't always do things I'm tagged to do, but when I do it's about music because music is amazing, bro.

You can tell a lot about someone by the music they listen to.
Hit shuffle on your iPod/Phone/iTunes/media player and write down the first 10 songs. Then pass this on to 10 people.

Forever Halloween - The Maine

Trade Mistakes - Panic! at the Disco

Canals - All Time Low

If You're Gone -Matchbox Twenty (one of my very favorite bands and songs)

Lights Out (Acoustic) - We Are the In Crowd 

Stacy's Mom - Fountains of Wayne

Zelda - Farwell

You Belong to Me - Jason Wade

Through Glass - Stone Sour

Northern Lights - Thirty Seconds to Mars

There you go, guys! Hope you like. Embedded just the one video - I dunno how well that is going to work here because I've never done that before. 

I'll even tag a few people because, yes! (also, if you read this and want to do it, go for it! Would love to see what you guys are listening to.)

I tag mycrimsonheart, NotAGoddess, Past-Chaser, and tiajones if you guys want to do it. (No pressure (=) 

Sending lots of love out to you guys. I hope things are going well with all of you.

Your friend,


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Hello! I'm creativelycliche, but you can call me Josh. I am a recent college graduate with a passion for writing and telling stories, as you may be able to tell. In addition to the hundreds of poems and pieces of short fiction available here, I am also the author of six (unpublished) novels and I am currently writing through my seventh. I self-published a digital collection of poetry in 2011 and a book of short stories in 2010. Both can be downloaded for free on goodreads. Writing is what I do. Thanks for coming by my page, and I hope there's something here you like!

And you, dear reader, who has stumbled upon my humble page in the vast hollows of the internet, I think you've got all the potential in the world to be who you want to be.

I wish you luck on all of today's endeavors. (and never give up the dream!)


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Andared Featured By Owner 1 day ago
thanks for the add.
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Thank you for the favorite <3
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:heart: Thank you so much for the fave(s). :glomp:
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