Silver Daux

Joined May 2021

401 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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Jurassic Dreams
Where am I going? Why? . Soft, wide feet tamp down the tall weeds of the understory, Press into the mud to be revelled at later
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
Nameless, Faceless
I don't know my name. I don't know who I have become in the rain Of another blazing, hot summer day Where there is no sun but heat and miles and miles of gray.
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
Unread. Top Story - May 2024.
Layla: Coming over tonight? Asher James: Yeah, but I'm driving the Honda. Dad doesn't feel like lending out the convertible again.
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Fiction
The River
Cry in your sleep. When the tears won't fall, Won't catch the light, cry. Let them nourish the ethereal Lilies of the dead.
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
Sharp
I am coarse, rough around the edges but not like sand. Not in the way that it can feel soft, masquerade as something nice.
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
The Tether
He missed the chair and hit the floor, Head knocking against the wood polished with dust. Darkness, dusk, night fell across his form,
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
Blurry Outlines and Bad Words. Top Story - May 2024.
I am caught in the teeth of the moderator, Stuck between their molars and making the King of censorship Chew on something they don't quite understand.
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
Corium. Content Warning.
I am full of celestial patterns and cosmic battle scars. Chock-full of wandering melodies Plucked on badly tuned guitars.
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
The Robbery
How long have I been watching without him? Decades. The world is cold. My world is cold. I watched often and spoke rarely. The world was large from my perspective, at the heels of your feet. It was pretty too with its big blue skies and sunny days. I saw more of the sun than you did, didn't I? The sun and the moon. Bright and brighter.
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Fiction
Melted Records
I am the broken record Bleeding black vinyl across the dusty wood floors, Leaving a sticky imprint of plastic and glue Behind as though someone will read the clues
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
Cigarettes and Wildfires
The drugs slip away and yet the black stays. Dark shadows color my skin, Seeping through my skin and tainting my bones. There are black holes in my marrow.
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Poets
Terminal Velocity. Content Warning.
Sixty seconds. Twelve seconds folded over five times. She could make origami out of the time if she pulled her legs to her chest and cinched them with her arms but this wasn't about beating the clock. It was about perspective. It was about tasting the flavor of something irreversible.
By Silver Daux2 years ago in Fiction