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30
May

Strangulation

Nothing makes me feel more helpless, Than watching my reflection in the mirror.  The woman staring back at me is reckless And everything I know about myself falls away. The binds that chafe my necks and wrists, Are born of invisible insecurities, Tightening around me with a painful twist Every time I remember they are there. I feel this strangled hold of desperation...

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29
May

Dreams of Darkness

I could not tell if I was awake simply by opening my eyes. In my mind, a nightmarish fog drifted around my body, but I only knew it was there from the  damp wind that occasionally brushed my skin. At least, I hoped it was only fog, for the darkness encased me too perfectly to see what lay around me. Lifting a hand...

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28
May

Tomorrow

“Do you believe in true love?” Lizzie whispered. When I didn’t answer right away, she twisted her head around to meet my gaze, trying to discern from my blue irises the nature of the secrets I hid. “Yes, I do,” I murmured in response, kissing her forehead. I hoped that would be the end of it, but she squirmed out of my grasp,...

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25
May

New Blog Design!

Bored out of my mind today, I decided to play around with the design and look of Best Attempt at Sanity! The theme is a big change, I know, and I feel that overall the site is a little bit slower to load. However, what the design lacks in speed, it makes up for in appeal! Do you like the new design better...

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16
May

Crazy Bird

Kara washed her hands the way the preschool teacher had told her to, scrubbing them with the soap and water until they were red. She loved to come to the bathroom and play with the water when she could, if only because it gave her a thrill of excitement at school. Yes, Kara loved her teachers, but they sometimes got boring, and even...

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15
May

Distant Lovers

Is it possible to miss a person this much When they are someone you have never known? Is it possible to feel this magic touch Of phantom fingers adrift across your own? My friend and I are lovers In the most innocent of ways. Though they will never lie beneath my covers I hope that here they'll always stay. Through mystic fields we...

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04
May

Camp NaNoWrimo (April)

Well, it is now the fourth day of April, and I am busy working on all kinds of projects, mostly just trying not to go mad from being cooped up inside during the coronavirus quarantining.  Besides recording podcasts, writing news articles, and taking a crash course in physics, I've also been doing a lot of writing. Recently, I took on the Camp NaNoWrimo...

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03
May

Through the Fog

The sky was as dark as the drop below me, and it seemed that a spotlight shone on this cliff that I was standing on. I tried to swallow the terror that encroached upon me by breathing deeply, clenching my fists, and willing myself to be fearless. I glanced back into the dark again, hoping for a light to appear.  And suddenly, I...

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02
May

The Meaning of Math

Don’t wait up for me, my dear, I am counting in my room The multitude of galaxies, While the moon above me looms. Yes, the numbers swirl in droves tonight, Singing praises of the skies, The universe collides like kaleidoscopes, And yet another discipline completes a tie. Math and science, English and art, Dance beneath the stars With a single beating heart. None...

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01
May

Full Enough

The sky looked full enough to hold all the wetness in the world. I laughed, staring upwards, envisioning the rain falling onto my burning face, cooling it gradually, and taking away the fever that occupied my reflections. I welcomed the thought of precipitation, the last positive idea left to me. As the wind rushed past, I held within me the smiles of childhood,...

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