The midnight sun burned me up; I was up lingering in the faded ember of her deep, ravishing smile. That grand old time where I was truly alive. When my world was blanketed, coated, covered.
That soft, tingly, bone-in-chill sort of blanket.
That one sort of crystalline beauty that created a zest for seeing your own yells come to life in the air, puffy and white and full of playfulness. I'd lay on a hill and let the all the white become a better part of who I was, that crinkly and perfect form of water that I longed to keep in my heart.
But, alas, she was now lost. And the midnight burning lasts longer than I can admit, every minute on the hour. Every bleeding second of my everything, my seething vitriol and reason to keep existing in this hell on earth.
Do you know how you can sometimes still feel a limb even if it's been cut off? A phantom twitch, an imperceptible pinch of lost nerves, stealing away your sanity. Stealing away your very sense of time and space and energy.
Without the first burst of curled up brown, orange and red leaves collected into mulch, and that nip in the air that told us all the cycle of life was on schedule.
I realized my body was heating up to something that felt like the internal temperature of a dying star.
I saw my hand evaporate a small amount of water in a cup, into a puff of wispy nothing. Was I evolving? I'm scared.
I can't cry. I can't move. The whole earth is burning up and all I can do is try to reach out and try to remember…
I feel myself rise as rain evaporating into the clouds. I'll save them all.
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Congrats on Top Story!🥳
Amazing description
I loved this intensely beautiful piece.
Great post
Astounding effort! Keep up the phenomenal work—congrats!
This is incredibly beautiful, striking, and powerful. Thank you so much for sharing!
Wow I can feel the urgency of this person realizing that it’s the end of the world. Scary but great writing. Congratulations on your top story
Feels like the end of the world, seasons, life as we know it. Could mean anything, Prophetic and lovely. Congrats.
Ah, the phantom twitch! I've also tried to capture and make sense of that phenomenon in my writing. Great job and congrats on TS!
Tragically beautiful and so powerful 🤍
Nice one!
Melissa this is astonishing. I got lost in it and felt every single word, phrase, sentence, paragraph. Well bloody done! Congrats on Top Story too!
Wow, amazing intensity. I can feel this one 😳🔥
excellent work
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Exquisitely written!!! Love this!@@ congratulations on Top Story!!@♥️♥️💕
Ooooh, this is gorgeous.
Wow. This was so intense. Went from cold warmth to burning chills.
Nicely done!
Back to say congratulations on your Top Story! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
This is amazing. I love how made a snow micro without ever mentioning snow...maybe because it doesn't exist. Very creative and well written entry. Excellent work, Melissa. Congrats on the TS.
Beautiful word description you painted a melancholy picture with vivid details Congratulations
Oh, Melissa. Stunning. 🥰🥰🥰
"that crinkly and perfect form of water that I longed to keep in my heart." My goodness, this whole piece was so beautiful, but I especially love that line. Gorgeously done. Congratulations on a much-deserved Top Story!! ❤️
This was so heartbreaking, emotional, melancholic and intense! I loved it so much!