Silver Daux

Joined May 2021

402 stories

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Shadowed souls, cursed magic, poetry that tangles itself in your soul and yanks out the ugly darkness from within. Maybe there's something broken in me, but it's in you too.

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Gumdrops
Dewey was growing out his hair but it looked good on him. He had the right bones for it. A handful of Dots poured into his mouth, tumbling in a waterfall from the small cardboard box. He had the right face for someone whose favorite candy was gumdrops too. Slightly psychotic but eager like a puppy.
By Silver DauxExclusive • about a year ago
Funeral Procession
Baby's breath and carnations, the distant smell of chocolate. There is a spring storm brewing in the air and I can taste the lightning.
By Silver Dauxabout a year ago in Poets
Neon Thoughts. Top Story - October 2024.
I dream in neon colors and swallow toxic fumes That hover and glitter and glow green In the dark abyss of night but it's alright
By Silver Dauxabout a year ago in Poets
Jin
"Fly with me to the horizon," Jin said, sticking a golden stick between his lips. The tip blazed red then settled on orange.
By Silver Dauxabout a year ago in Fiction
Speaking
Am I going to say anything? Or am I going to let these words Fester in the silence clinging To the cobwebs and the coffins?
By Silver DauxExclusive • about a year ago
Ooey Gooey
Feed me the ooey-gooey caramel fear That sticks to the back of my molars With the threat of choking me to death. . Pile my mouth full of candy corn
By Silver Dauxabout a year ago in Poets
Binary
The fear inside me is binary. Fear of failure, fear of success. Terror at the concept of being perceived Measured in equal parts
By Silver Dauxabout a year ago in Poets
Smoke In His Teeth
He caught smoke in his fingers and pressed it through the gap In his teeth, releasing it onto the wild plains of his lungs.
By Silver Dauxabout a year ago in Poets
Ramen Shop. Top Story - September 2024.
The first pill was pink and it was sour. Electra slipped it between her teeth hours ago, before the sun vanished and the lights of the city came on because without it the hunger would be an impossible thing to bear.
By Silver Dauxabout a year ago in Fiction
Raindrops
Dewey was bleeding. He cut his hand on the stop sign when his foot slipped on the white crosswalk paint and he tried to catch himself.
By Silver Dauxabout a year ago in Fiction
Cap
Hide me under the mushroom cap when it rains. Give me to the protection of one of the deadly ones, The kind that looks so similar to another sort
By Silver DauxExclusive • about a year ago
Penguin Dreams
I am the last to know but the first to tell, A stuffed animal sitting on the shelf Perpetually out of rotation, yearning for the bed.
By Silver Dauxabout a year ago in Poets