Lost sanity at shore
Castaway at bay, discarded and thrown away
Insects crawl our skin thigh-high
Sun-kissed skies with the sea in their eyes
Windy rivers send the sandy path adrift
Won't mother nature give us a lift
Hear these weary, disconsolate sorrow cries
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Being shipwrecked and castaway on a deserted island is an absurdity experienced by explorers and unlucky sailors alike.
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The Swimming Pool
Clementine watched the sun swaying like a drunken dancer from the bottom of her parents' swimming pool. It was July: the slow, gold-colored time when the heat felt mean spirited, and the air felt thick with possibility. If she focused, she could hear the neighbor mowing his lawn. She could hear the drone of the cicadas and cars passing her parent's house on Magnolia Avenue, lent an almost otherworldly quality by the chlorinated water filling her ears. Clementine checked her watch. Seven minutes. She should have lost consciousness by now.
By Daniel Bradburyabout 16 hours ago in Horror
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Wonderful!!! Love this!!!