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Eden
Smoke curls,Not from the burning cigarette in my mouthBut from the remains of the one on the plate.One puff to eclipse the south,I yearn, quietly, for a clean slate. Another exhale.My eyes dart to the pack,And even if the cigarettes are stale,They’re new enough to fill the crack. Third puff.Potency dissolves,Even if the nicotine is…
Grave of the Fireflies
“September 21, 1945… that was the night I died.” I won’t rewatch Grave of the Fireflies. It’s not because I can’t handle difficult material. I tend to gravitate toward it. Psychological horror, philosophical narratives, stories that linger in discomfort. Usually, I can keep a certain distance from what I’m watching. This was the first time…
Red Rose
The view keeps what looks back. The village was flat and unremarkable, except for a single hill to the North. It rose like a spire, tapering into the sky. From its peak, a faint glow pulsed. An unspoken promise that if you climbed the hill, you’d reach the stars. The girl stared out her window.…
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Flirting in Space 