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A Stranger Beneath My Skin

I was given a body before I was ever asked what shape my soul preferred. They called it mine the day I learned to breathe, yet every mirror introduced me to someone else. Not ugly. Not broken. Just... wrong. Like a song played in the wrong key, recognizable enough that everyone insists it's... read more

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Someone builds and optical portal that allows you to see a vision of your own life in the future (it’s essentially a crystal ball that shows a randomly selected image of what your life will be like in twenty years). You can only see into this portal for thirty seconds. When you finally peer into... read more

I may have a rare health condition.

I see TV static in dark places. Random. It's sort of like synisthesia but... not. In terms of how this plays out in my daily life... my logic and emotional centers don't communicate. At times my left and right hand literally do not know what each other is doing. I occasionally talk with a... read more

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Wading up to my neck With this sense of impending doom Eroding sea bed floor that I sink into Keep it out of my lungs subdued These mental gymnastics singing tunes What noise my head can produce So loudly it can pretend that it’s truth Second guess every step Question proof Terrifying... read more

The Static Hum Of The Hungry

1930s inpired Great Depression american folk song, played on 80s synths and drum machines. #American folk #1930s vs 1980s

The Cost of Existing

Every dawn begins the same. Before my feet can meet the floor, the war has already declared itself. Invisible grenades bloom beneath my skin, their echoes rattling through bone and nerve, leaving fractures no scan can find. The battlefield is my body. Every step is a landmine. Every breath, a... read more