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Field of Ice

Artwork: Calypso Noximera I know Hunger. I come infinitely close to satiation, but I strangle myself before reaching it. I do not wish it to be mine. Teeth and gaze sharp, as is the mind, the mind that hungers for you. In a field of ice, I burn. In the Nothing, I create. In a […]

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In the Eye of the Beholder

Artwork: Calypso Noximera I wish that I could draw you in all of your Grandeur and Glory, but, alas, I was not blessed with such a gift. But another. Hear me now. Hear me speak. Witness my ascent. See me become. See me consume all that I am not, see me flow into the crevices […]

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A Writer’s Dream

Artwork: Antonia Avramova The feeling that I have something yet to give to the world is real, almost tangible. It drives me to write. When my physical growth comes to a grinding, screeching halt, I see the gift that was bestowed upon me looming ever brighter – words are made stronger by the pain, and […]

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Feast come famine

Artwork: Antonia Avramova No one ever loved like I do. And no one ever will. I called you into my life in a time when my heartstrings were stretched way too thin, and a black worm ate my eye from within, clouding my vision. I did not see your coming then. I called, and indeed […]

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The Inheritance

Artwork: Antonia Avramova I saw your highest form and it was one of perfection and completeness. Unplagued by angst and all other demons nesting in your mind. In truth, it is a terrible legacy that we inherited and fear has always been the price of a mind ripe with vivid imagination and power. I see […]

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Remember Me

Artwork: Antonia Avramova I channeled His vision for my future and it was one of infinite Love. I breathed in gratitude and humility, and a realization of how blessed I truly was embraced me, and a wealth of other emotions made themselves known to me in a moment of truth. But they all paled in […]

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The Striving: Part II

Artwork: Bogdan Sassu In a moment of realization, my consciousness having cracked its fragile shell, having expanded into the Limitless, I trembled. I shook in the face of Grandeur, I saw life propagating itself. I felt it deeply, and truly – flowers and vines, and moss – fighting with thorn, and poison, and pollen. In […]

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The All-Attractive

Artwork: Antonia Avramova He is Everything to me. The All-attractive. I am fully consumed by His presence. I see Him in the pouring rain with some distance between us, but I can feel every drop of water, its journey down His radiant skin, its departure from His perfect body – blessedly falling into the ground, […]

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A Friend

Artwork: Antonia Avramova Of all the things that one can be given, it appears to me that a good friend is among the best. A friend who understands the hunger, the audacity of standing tall in the face of adversity, the sweet fear of breathing, of feeding the beast in one’s stomach. So I told […]

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The One Who Was Promised

Artwork: Antonia Avramova You are what life was meant to be. You are absolute freedom. Your being vibrates with the promise of Paradise, but Eden can wait. As long as your head rests upon my shoulder, I will not ask for ascension. You are the time that I was never given. Time – to find […]