| Co-op WIP novel with my best friend ~angelsarefascists If you're a WWII history buff, you'll enjoy our side of the war |


Faded in the Blackout 1.2As usual, I was startled awake by Joanna, our Blockalteste's assistant, two hours before the break of dawn. Her now gruff voice sent shivers down my spine as it usually does most days. I roll out of bed, almost landing on Gretchen, the eldest of the women in our block. "Careful, child," Gretchen warned in her kind voice, but it was too late. Joanna saw my stumble. "You lazy Jew!" Joanna shouts loudly in my face. The smell of pork and coffee washes over my face, feeding me the scents of her breakfast. "Langersperre is tomorrow, bright and early. You wouldn't want to be selected, now would you?" Joanna laugheFaded in the Blackout 1.2


Faded in the Blackout 1.4I had just lay down to rest my afflictive muscles when Joanna ran into the room shouting cruel German words. Rachel, who slept peacefully just minutes before, was startled awake. Her eyes contained a fear I had never seen in her before. It was a fear that controlled the minds of the Muselmänner, thinkers. But now wasn’t the right time to worry about Rachel’s state of mind. Right now I had to worry about her being selected. We all rushed outside, not wanting to be whipped or beaten before selection. “Stellen sie an!” Our Blockälteste shouted as she cracked her whip in the air. I hid Rachel between Elizabeth and Dvora beFaded in the Blackout 1.4
| Co-op WIP novel with my best friend ~angelsarefascists If you're a WWII history buff, you'll enjoy our side of the war |


ImpressionistChoke me down Like the beauty In fresh picked lilies Swallow me whole While my soul lies In shambles on your floor Spit me out Like yesterday's spoiled meatloaf I'll writhe and wither, Dejected by your impressionism Until I rid myself Of the virus you've induced These dry heaves try to rid me of youImpressionist
There's no point in finding beauty While the beast rests inside


Turn Back to YellowOutside the window the leaves turn The brilliant yellows and reds and oranges Outside my window rests a memory Of you and me and what once wasTurn Back to Yellow
The heart wrenches in my chest Choking back tears I whisper your name Frozen in a time happier than now Back when the leaves were green
Yearning and suffering in spite of What you promised and I believed Back when the heart not shattered, but stolen Was more than this vestigial dream
Now more than ever hope seeps through A hope not backed up with truth Like faith in a God so wretched and cruel  
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| Week 7 - Writing Therapy |
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yuujyou wa kokoro no chuugi
~ The hearts loyalty is friendship.
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"Our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win, by fearing to attempt" William Shakespeare
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"Beautiful that war and all its deeds of carnage must in time be utterly lost, that the hands of the sisters Death and Night incessantly softly wash again, and ever again, this soil'd world; for my enemy is dead." Walt Whitman
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"Our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win, by fearing to attempt" William Shakespeare
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"Our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win, by fearing to attempt" William Shakespeare
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Happy are those who dream dreams and are ready to pay the price to make them come true.
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"Our doubts are traitors, and make us lose the good we oft might win, by fearing to attempt" William Shakespeare
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