Sam Spinelli
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Trying to make human art the best I can, never Ai!
Help me write better! Critical feedback is welcome :)
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To Wish for a Blanket
He held his water skins under the falls and stared into the pool. "Leave. Her. Behind." She crossed her brown arms tight across their child. The gold bracelets framed her bony wrists and called to attention the breadth of their loss. But despite her frail appearance her voice was strong: "I will not, Lat. I cannot."
By Sam Spinelli3 years ago in Fiction
The Foster and the Feelings
The Chief hissed and flailed his hands at the sunset, his eyes were wide and urgent in that failing orange light. His mate clutched their twin boys to her breast. She had refused to name them. She had thought this would make less difficulty when the time came to give them up.
By Sam Spinelli3 years ago in Fiction
An open letter to my idiotic testicles: dear testicles, you are the worst and I HATE you.
Balls, I've really had it up to here with your bullshit. There's no "love/hate" relationship here. I literally just hate you. I know hate is a strong word but I mean it. So I want you to read every word of this damn hate mail and understand I mean every. damn. word. and I mean it with my whole damn heart.
By Sam Spinelli3 years ago in Humans
The Harvest
"There weren't always Dragons in the Valley. They came from the Up and Out-- came to our world and claimed it for their own. They lamed us with their fire. Before they came, we lived in houses that scraped up to the sky. We rode in magical cargs— little houses that could move all on their own. Our medisink was strong and our knowledge deeper than time. Our reach was limitless. We could even fly, all the way to the Up and Out, on the backs of great metal birds who's wings were longer than a tree is tall!"
By Sam Spinelli4 years ago in Fiction
