Wen Xiaosheng

Joined June 2021

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I'm a mad scientist - I mean, film critic and aspiring author who enjoys experimenting with multiple genres. If a vial of villains, a pinch of psychology, and a sprinkle of social commentary sound like your cup of tea, give me a shot.

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Runner-Up in Love Letters Through Time Challenge

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<Log date = 9-4-Movement> <message id =1> <participant id = 0></participant> If you’re seeing this, the sun’s gone. :((
By Wen Xiaosheng9 months ago in Chapters
Ekphrastic 10
S/He who walks between worlds, Tekahionwake S/He who looks out for t(he)i(r) own advantage, always Deacon of death, despair, and deception
By Wen Xiaosheng10 months ago in Poets
Ekphrastic 9
Why is his chariot so long in coming? She asks as she looks through the lattice And I almost say to her, my peg perforated his pterion
By Wen Xiaosheng10 months ago in Poets
Ekphrastic 8
P: Why are you here? [He blinks at me with the obsidian bubbles flanking his fleshy, flaccid proboscis.] P: Are you here to heal her?
By Wen Xiaosheng10 months ago in Poets
Ekphrastic 7
Did you know that a child can only begin to recognize themselves in a mirror when they're 18 - 24 months old? Do you know how we know this?
By Wen Xiaosheng10 months ago in Poets
Ekphrastic 6
Ladybird Ladybird Ladybird Watch me front crawl through my cranium! Ladybird Ladybird Ladybird My epidermis so purpureous
By Wen Xiaosheng11 months ago in Poets
Ekphrastic 5
"I detest the faults beyond measure which nature has given to women," he admits to the alabaster in his arms, his upper lip peeling as he traces her clavicle with his bared teeth. "But you, my ivory girl, will be perfect."
By Wen Xiaosheng11 months ago in Poets
Nails. Runner-Up in Love Letters Through Time Challenge.
March 3rd, 1923 Luretha Mae Harlem, N.Y. My Dear Friend, When everyone else in the house is asleep, I see you, my seraph in the paper, and I shackle you. Your six pierced palms become my sanctum, carpeting my conjunctiva, thus concealing your countenance. Your mouth molds to mine and your ischium chisels at my pelvis. And then, I am clean.
By Wen Xiaosheng11 months ago in History
FEAR THE LAMB
For those who wield the whip, then say their prisoners lash them Enemies who know well what they do Adversaries shrouded in the wool of those their wolves defile and devour
By Wen Xiaosheng11 months ago in Poets
Ekphrastic 4
He came to me in his frontal-parietal-temporal-occipital-cerebellum mantle, the wispy wool of his scalp bleached like the heavens he separated from the Earth, from me.
By Wen Xiaosheng11 months ago in Poets
Ekphrastic 3
The froth lifts our fishing boat's stern to a canopy of charcoal clouds, its bow dipping into a Stygian wedge. The sails tilt into each other, the fissure between them the famished tempest's lopsided palate.
By Wen Xiaosheng12 months ago in Poets
Ekphrastic 2
Rosy hexagons cascade into vanilla honeycombs above the golden circlets tracing their conical skirts. Coral-pink orbs and small, brassy spheres that would caress my cheek with every whirl of my head if I had the right ears for wearing them.
By Wen Xiaosheng12 months ago in Poets

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