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A Whisper Beyond the Fog
The dawn broke with a ghostly stillness. The door creaked open, and an ethereal fog seeped into the room, swirling like restless spirits seeking a purpose. It carried with it a whisper, faint yet persistent, urging me to take a step forward.
By Mirhadi Tahsinabout a year ago in Poets
Flying
The ground above me Riding on the sky below At peace With nowhere else to go Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
s.o.c 10
There's this toy I kind of just fiddled around with as a kid because I couldn't figure out how to play with it for a while. A wooden rainbow bound in ribbons. It looked to me like a lizard, like the lizard from Proverbs 30:28 that you can hold in your hands, yet it is in the king's palace. It's beautiful. It's really beautiful. And it would drape over my palms, and I'd trace its ridges, and I could bet my life that it breathed, and the heat of its happiness chewed through my calcified vocal cords.
By Wen Xiaoshengabout a year ago in Poets
