A beautiful anomaly
The strange inspiration of being in love
You are my muse.
Because of you, light is born from my chest-
rising, seeking out the highest peaks,
sinking, spilling,
a magma of passion enveloping the deepest crevices of my mind.
For the first time, I feel that I am soaring.
Inspiration has always fallen through my fingers-
like sand, gripped too tightly, pouring from my grasp;
The ghost of what could have been lingering on the tails of my breath.
What a precious anomaly you have been,
teaching me to pluck beauty from each staggeringly plain moment,
showing me the simple pleasure of being alive.
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Christiane Winter
Science fiction, horror, and dark comedy enthusiast. I have been a GM for D&D for 10 years, playing for nearly 20. Like all aspiring authors, I have hundreds of stories, and almost none have been finished.
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Death is a black hole. Think about it. A black hole is the corpse of a star, something once warm and bright, now come to the end of its life cycle. But some will argue that the cycle of life does not end with death. That death is merely another path we must walk once our bodies expire and our souls ascend. In that moment, when the fuel in the star’s chemical tank hits empty and the shiny matte coat explodes into supernova, the mass left behind – the corpse – becomes a black hole. We understand that, around such a vast cadaver, dimensions work a little differently in death to the way we’re used to in life. For example, light cannot escape the pull of a black hole when it hits the point of no return. That’s where it gets its colour. Space itself is contorted by a black hole. That’s where it gets its funny shape. Even time. Time slows right down the closer you get to it. The closer you get to a black hole. The closer you get to death.
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Vivid and beautiful - well done and congrats!
Beautiful! Congrats on TS!
Stunningly written. And so poignant. Congratulations on Top Story.! 🤍
Very well written, congratulations on top story.💗
Really beautiful love poem, universalized, feeling like the first time. I especially like what you said in this line: "The ghost of what could have been lingering on the tails of my breath." Great work and congratulation on Top Story!
That "precious anomaly "... Thanks for the reminder... Great TS!
I have to second JBaz's comment, a wonderful line!
The ghost of what could have been lingering on the tails of my breath. What a beautiful line Congratulations
Terrific! Bountiful and beautiful work! Wonderful!
Gorgeous.
Beautifully written!!! Congratulations on Top Story!!!❤️❤️💕
Great piece 💖📝👌🎉😉✌️Congratulations on Your Top Story🎉