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Literature
Rain Dance
When the saguaros look like many-armed devas,
second-hand givers and third-hand takers,
of retrograde light and parched tongues,
at once, believers and dispellers of lies.
Keeping track of the hours as lifetimes,
the minutes as seasons,
the passage of time by bird migration,
etching instances into your back; sides; hips.
To become a keeper of false histories,
like a ladybug learning the circumference of a leaf,
the way our footprints bring the city to the forest,
so, too, does nature encroach upon this urban landscape,
buildings for construction's sake.
lenses jutting out of silent rooftops,
spying toward the aether,
empty landscapes becoming telescopes; observatories; orreries.
When you speak only to the corners of the room,
and soar, at night, among the branches of the stars,
navigating their spaces using only hems; seams; skirting.
In a quantum dance,
our pair of estranged fox hearts,
dancing signals across a great river,
becoming one another's astrolabes,
whispering in small gestur
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Music in the Street :iconapheline:Apheline 0 10
Literature
Rainmaker
It was in an age long past, a time when our people were very young and our land was lush with water, a paradise to men and animals alike, and the world was new and fresh, before the time of turmoil, before the time of the storyweaver, in whose footsteps I tread so cautiously, so that I might not make a new cataclysm.  The land, which gave of itself so plentifully, supported great beasts which dwelt on the land itself, in the great rivers, which flowed across the land's great expanse, and also in the air, which stood blue above the land in the sky.  This story is about such a creature.  One which soared above our lost fertile land, as a gentle gust and also as a great gale.  A bird so large that when he hunted, his wings toppled the great trees which then grew in our lands.
And yet this creature also yearned to be loved by our ancestors, the men and women of these lands.  So, he roosted in the trees near their camps, gently flapping his wings to provide cool breezes in the moist heat of
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Literature
Freak
It was shortly after my fourth Naming Day.  I was playing by the river under the cliffs, with my best friend, Yunice.
She looked up from the rollybeetle we had been watching and said, "Why are you so strange, Quin?"
I sat cross-legged, opposite my friend whose bright red skirts looked even brighter splayed out across the wet dirt behind her.  We had built a small, circular wall out of the mud between us and placed the beetle inside of it, watching it climb partway up, lose its footing, and slide back down, rolling into a ball before coming to rest in the center of the circle.  The river was quiet here, but not far downstream the right bank squeezed in toward the left, forcing the water to flow more rapidly and loudly.
"I'm not strange," I replied, defensively, still staring down at the beetle, which was uncurling itself and preparing to make another escape attempt.
Sometimes Yunice got like this.  She didn't hear the whispering like I did.  The susurrus floating on the wind, as if carr
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Literature
Lachrymal Lament
my blood smells salty...
                                 my skin is open...
                              all over...
I don't think I have eaten...
                                     in a long time...
but I can make toys...
                                be a toy...
       fall down after you spin me
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Literature
Rain, faithless, falls
Rain, faithless, falls;
Kneeling at the feet,
Of the shores of tomorrow's,
Forgotten loves.
Loves never spoken,
Only whispered in small gestures,
Hinted at around the eyes,
The lips.
Lips whose delicate passions,
Hold back a ferocity of dreams,
Uninspired and waiting to be allowed,
to breathe.
Breathe so free of bottled-up sighs,
Allegories of myths and legends,
So far removed from fact,
That none can know the truth.
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Literature
Look the Other Way
The city moans
Its vessels swell with tiny tracks
Its breath; the endless sighs of missed appointments,
Forgotten dates,
Meetings lost in the shuffle.
It's discontented bowels constrict
In awestruck observance
Of the time between the second hand's
Ballroom courtship of lunacy.
Indeed the very essence of
Small cafés,
Bell boys with tiny hats.
Just a memory of some
Flickering cigarette burn
In the corner of
Disused plot twists and
Incense holders.
The windows barred,
frame to sonnets and ballads of
Harlots and tramps.
Look the other way.
And all of this
Below what?
Some ancient somniscient?
Some intertwining oversoul,
Basking in its own glory.
Fools all.
Look the other way.
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Literature
Karaoke to the Sirens
I now hate how you sang,
And listen to talk radio,
So I don't cry at the choruses.
Karaoke to the sirens,
And tapping our fingers,
To the idling of cars.
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Literature
Theoxenia Chapter 2
I had dreamt of him for years.  His age seemed to change with mine; as I grew older he did as well.  His face I could never quite glimpse or if I did it was forgotten as the light of dawn broke through my the foggy memories of dreamt adventures.
I didn't really know what he looked like, but when I saw him in the flesh I knew it was him, the man from my dreams... the man of my dreams.
He barged into the room like a cannonball.  The fire in his eyes said nothing could stop him, though it didn't seem to keep the men in hazmat suits from trying.  In the end, though, they were just doctors, this man was so much more.  He was herculean, perhaps not in body, but in his pure intentions.
I was a captured maiden — at least as long as we're sticking to the analogy.  The doctors; evil henchmen.  The villain of the piece?  How should I know, I'm just a damsel in distress.
My captors quickly fell or fled and I tried to raise myself up from my slump on the
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ID (2012) :iconapheline:Apheline 9 30 1969: a moon landing :iconapheline:Apheline 3 35
Mature content
To Whom it May Concern :iconapheline:Apheline 5 16
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Broken Rose
I saw you lying on the cold floor
Dreaming of yesterday
You knew you couldn’t go back but still you wanted to very much…
I saw what you were holding
A little rose
A little broken rose
I saw that you were crying
Wet, salty tears
And no hand to wipe them away
I saw what you were doing
The warm red colored the floor
The warm red wiped the inside pain away
I saw what you dreamt of
I knew this was not what was supposed to happen
They were supposed to stop you
You the little rose
The little broken rose
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Literature
Erased.
With no foot in the present,
I find the old  photographs I possess
No longer match the landscape;
(I don't even remember when this happened)
Part of me feels somehow erased.
Everything re-ordered with every year I add,
My life unravels with the ticking of the clock.
In what seems to be an eye-blink,
The places I remember changed--
Trees of my childhood felled,
Halls of my education renamed,
Streets and roads  re-routed completely,
Shops I visited just blind boarded fronts,
Or another familiar face gone forever…
Ten-thousand-nine-hundred and fifty days--
No - even more than that and still counting.
I close my eyes and my mind fights in vain
To put everything back how it was.
I hold a million half-faded memories,
That I must accept more and more
Are now simply just that.
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Love
I am dead.
Little words whisper into me: “It doesn't matter.” “It's over.” “You've lost.” – voices in the mist, trying to reach me. They hook into my skin and pull, but they're whisper-thin and fragile, and they'll break like spiderwebs before they bring me back.
I am dead, because I've lost. I've wrapped my veil around myself like a shroud (don't lift it; it's too late) and buried myself beneath a mountain of dry soil. It sifts between the wooden slats and dirties my gown. That's okay; I don't need it anymore.
I buried myself without flowers. I took them out of my veil and cast them aside. I have no bouquet to comfort myself in this coffin, no roses to keep me company. It's too late. I can't see them anymore. I buried myself alone.
“It's over,” the spiderweb voices whisper. “You need to forget. You need to move on.” I've tried, but how can I forget? My dreams are still dancing a
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Literature
Nightsploitation
Some people are comets;
others just want to share
the infinite prairie
navigating undivulged
mysteries; and on the
rare chance two comets meet
in the rock-strewn vacuum,
the cobalt comas crochet
their whistling tails into Celtic knots.
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Lovers :iconaphysicist:aPhysicist 12 0 Me and Deliton :) :iconshadoweses:Shadoweses 4 12 hades and persephone 2 :iconsandara:sandara 141,655 11,024
Literature
let me in...
You begged of me 'let me in.'
Share and share over again.
So, I finally opened like a book,
Guided you underneath my armour
And past all my carefully constructed defences
To see the true and 'real' me behind my smile;
I don't know how it happened--
But I inadvertently spooked you.
Like the scrape of  jagged thorns mentally...
And then we became strangers
You looked at me with different eyes,
Once you knew me better than anyone else.
I gave everything of myself to you;
Every  last little secret, wish and wicked thought.
Everything laid bare for your scrutiny;
But you treat me like something 'dangerous'
To be kept distanced-- at an arms-length,
You closed like a door slammed shut
Share and share over again.
All I ask is 'please let me back in.'
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So, there was a bunch of snow here last week in Tucson.  It even stuck on the ground for a whole day in some places.  It's pretty rare to have snow like that here.  My partner, cereus-cactus and I had a blast playing in it and seeing the beautiful desert landscape transformed by the white fluffy stuff.

Here are some beautiful photos that he took:

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Prickly Pear in Snow by cereus-cactus

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Tucson Mountain Snow with Prickly Pear Cactus by cereus-cactus
  • Listening to: What passes for country music these days
  • Reading: Territory by Emma Bull
  • Watching: Nothing
  • Playing: Nothing
  • Eating: Nothing
  • Drinking: Strawberry soda

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bunnylove2 Featured By Owner Oct 16, 2014  Student Digital Artist
Hey, I'm just randomly popping in here. ^^; I saw your writing piece(this one->apheline.deviantart.com/art/Ap… when I was looking at what section to post a writing thing I just finished  and decided to read it. I think you are really courageous to be up front about that kind of thing. I also decided to have a look around on your page and found out your birthday is in a week, roughly. So also happy birthday. :)
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Apheline Featured By Owner Apr 10, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Thanks, sorry I haven't been very active for a while!
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bunnylove2 Featured By Owner Apr 14, 2015  Student Digital Artist
that's okay. I haven't been either ^^;
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ArtByCher Featured By Owner Oct 23, 2013   Traditional Artist
Happy Birthday, Madeline :party:
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CosplayKoneko Featured By Owner May 27, 2013  Student General Artist
Thanks for the fave on [link]

It means a lot :)
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Apheline Featured By Owner Jun 2, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Of course! Good to see you still cosplaying. How are you? :)
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wishtactic Featured By Owner Mar 28, 2013  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Thanks for faving! :hug:
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Apheline Featured By Owner Mar 30, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
My pleasure, keep up the great work!
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MonoKsilo Featured By Owner Mar 9, 2013
love your colours ;)
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Apheline Featured By Owner Mar 9, 2013  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you very much :)
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