Crushed between the weight of the universe, nothing but splatter left, no thoughts, no body, no being. Only the splatter of what was there before, never to be there again, never to be seen, never to be held, never to be known, never to be loved, a splatter, nothing more.

Fish out of water. One day, a fish was captured and forced onto land. The fish was strangled and tor...

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Gravel poured in a valley of flowers. Still, one flower blooms in the center, consumed and surrounde...

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Hi, I'm Athena, I'm a super amateur writer who turns her emotions into poems / short story type thingies. Gonna be posting them on here, some are old, some are new. Not looking for advice.

Gravel poured in a valley of flowers. Still, one flower blooms in the center, consumed and surrounde...

Read more: https://longer.blue/posts/uWDTn3Lfae

Fish out of water. One day, a fish was captured and forced onto land. The fish was strangled and tor...

Read more: https://longer.blue/posts/6xpL95baSc