the fires down below
burn without shoveling coal
eternal embers
About the Creator
Harper Lewis
I'm a weirdo nerd who’s extremely subversive. I like rocks, incense, and witchy stuff. Intrusive rhyme bothers me. Some of my fiction might have provoked divorce proceedings in another state.😈
MA English literature, College of Charleston
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Super Bowl LX Recap: A Team Called Hawks
Sixty. The Super Bowl turned 60! Still amazes me that this was the sixtieth Super Bowl played in NFL history. It seems like yesterday that I watched Super Bowl XXVII, the first SB I ever watched. The QB who won Super Bowl XXVII has since called a few SBs, and will call next year's game, but that's another story. Super Bowl LX took place at Levi's Stadium in Santa Clara, California, the home stadium of the San Francisco 49ers. However, it was one of their division foes who represented the NFC, as the Seattle Seahawks faced off against the New England Patriots.
By Clyde E. Dawkinsabout 21 hours ago in Unbalanced
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“burn without shoveling coal” keeps echoing for me — that idea of something sustaining itself without effort feels both comforting and a little ominous, like desire or grief that doesn’t need feeding to stay alive. It made me think about the things in my own life that just keep smoldering no matter how much I try to ignore them. When you wrote this, were you leaning into the comfort of that permanence, or the fear of not being able to put it out?
This is great but was a little gutted it wasn't about my smoldering charm.