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[personal profile] saekhwa2011-12-28 09:01 am

July Challenge - Fourth Week Masterlist

Day 25:
Out of the mournful sweetness of touching
comes love
like breakfast.



Day 26:
The lady of water, rising on the beach,
a piano at her fingertips, shame
on her lips and a flute's speech.


Day 27:
Still, I search these woods and find nothing worse
than myself, caught between the grapes and the thorns.


Day 28:
At last!
she cried out,
and locked the door.


Day 29:
Dearest,
although everything has happened,
nothing has happened.


Day 30:
You do not love anyone. She is not growing a boy;
she is enlarging a stone to wear around her neck.


Day 31:
they both die like waves breaking over me
and I am drowning a little,
but always swimming

A Stern Heart (Otome Youkai Zakuro, PG-13)

In before the end of the amnesty period! \o/

Title: A Stern Heart
Fandom: Otome Youkai Zakuro
Author: [personal profile] littlebutfierce/[archiveofourown.org profile] paperwar
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Agemaki/Zakuro
Summary: Agemaki's a coward, and Zakuro isn't, and that's all there is to it.
Content Notice: None
Disclaimer: No infringement intended, I don't own the series, etc.
Author's Note: My prompt was:
Blind with pain she limps home.
The thoroughbred has stood on her foot.
He rested there like a building.
He grew into her foot until they were one.
The marks of the horseshoe printed
into her flesh, the tips of her toes
ripped off like pieces of leather,
three toenails swirled like shells
and left to float in blood in her riding boot.

Word Count: 2036

A Stern Heart
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[personal profile] pf_mod2011-09-22 11:56 am

A brief reminder

Hi, everyone!

I just wanted to remind you guys that if anyone needs to post their fic from the Anne Sexton round, the amnesty period will end at 12:00 CST on September 30.

Also, if there are any prompts from July that you wanted to write, this is your chance!
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[personal profile] pf_mod2011-07-31 10:49 am

July Challenge - Day 31

from The Break Away

they both die like waves breaking over me
and I am drowning a little,
but always swimming
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[personal profile] pf_mod2011-07-30 06:44 am

July Challenge - Day 30

from The Hangman

You do not love anyone. She is not growing a boy;
she is enlarging a stone to wear around her neck.
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[personal profile] pf_mod2011-07-27 09:56 am

July Challenge - Day 27

from Kind Sir: These Woods

Still, I search these woods and find nothing worse
than myself, caught between the grapes and the thorns.
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[personal profile] pf_mod2011-07-26 01:31 am

July Challenge - Day 26

from The Ballad of the Lonely Masturbator

The lady of water, rising on the beach,
a piano at her fingertips, shame
on her lips and a flute's speech.
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[personal profile] saekhwa2011-07-25 09:44 am

July Challenge - Third Week Masterlist

Day 17:
I open the eyes
and they go sick like dogs
with what they have seen.


Day 18:
I sit here on the spike of truth.
No one to hate except the slim fish of memory
that slides in and out of my brain.


Day 19:
I must always forget who one words is able to pick
out another, to manner another, until I have got
something I might have said…


Day 20:
the grass as bristly and stout as chives,
and me wondering when the ground would break,
and me wondering how anything fragile survives;


Day 21:
To love another is something
like prayer and can't be planned, you just fall



Day 22:
Now you grab me by the ankles.
Now you work your way up the legs
and come to pierce me at my hunger mark


Day 23:
From within the satin
And the suede of this inhuman bed,
Something cried, let me go let me go.


Day 24:
then they leave home on horseback
but God returns them on foot.
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[personal profile] pf_mod2011-07-25 01:05 am

July Challenge - Day 25

from The Fury of Abandonment

Out of the mournful sweetness of touching
comes love
like breakfast.
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[personal profile] pf_mod2011-07-24 09:56 am

July Challenge - Day 24

from Doctors

then they leave home on horseback
but God returns them on foot.
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[personal profile] pf_mod2011-07-23 12:55 am

July Challenge - Day 23

from Elizabeth Gone

From within the satin
And the suede of this inhuman bed,
Something cried, let me go let me go.
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[personal profile] pf_mod2011-07-22 10:45 am

July Challenge - Day 22

from Barefoot

Now you grab me by the ankles.
Now you work your way up the legs
and come to pierce me at my hunger mark
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[personal profile] pf_mod2011-07-21 12:54 pm

July Challenge - Day 21

Sorry this is late, everyone!

from Admonitions to a Special Person

To love another is something
like prayer and can't be planned, you just fall
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[personal profile] pf_mod2011-07-20 12:20 am

July Challenge - Day 20

from The Abortion

the grass as bristly and stout as chives,
and me wondering when the ground would break,
and me wondering how anything fragile survives;
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[personal profile] pf_mod2011-07-19 11:48 pm

July Challenge - Second Week Masterlist

Day 9:
And we both wrote poems we couldn't write
and cried together the whole long night
and fell in love with a delicate breath



Day 10:
Even so, I must admire your skill.
You are so gracefully insane.


Day 11:
I walk. I walk.
I hold matches at street signs
for it is dark,



Day 12:
However, nothing is just what it seems to be.
My objects dream and wear new costumes,
compelled to, it seems, by all the words in my hands



Day 13:
A penny for your thoughts, Princess.
I will hunt them like an emerald.



Day 14:
I am torn in two
but I will conquer myself.




Day 15:
and this is no dream
just my oily life
where the people are alibis


Day 16:
and there was a small rain
and she lifted her face to it
and thought it part of the river.
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[personal profile] pf_mod2011-07-19 10:22 am

July Challenge - Day 19

from Said the Poet to the Analyst

I must always forget who one words is able to pick
out another, to manner another, until I have got
somethhing I might have said…
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[personal profile] pf_mod2011-07-18 12:16 am

July Challenge - Day 18

from The Inventory of Goodbye

I sit here on the spike of truth.
No one to hate except the slim fish of memory
that slides in and out of my brain.
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[personal profile] pf_mod2011-07-17 10:48 am

July Challenge - Day 17

from Baby Picture

I open the eyes
and they go sick like dogs
with what they have seen.