Daily Lit Recognition for April 6^th, 2015

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Poetry

_{Suggested by: DeiSophia
Featured by: OoJitkaoO}
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thoughts of an attractive woman applying lipstick by IyraEMM

<sub>An experimental piece of art
that ruminates upon the nature of life,
dancing between the cracks of figurative
speech. It is superb in it's command
of "stream of consciousness" writing
and full of symbolism that holds universal appeal.


Featured by: PoeticMolecules</sub>
SPELL BOUNDPixie tales
Martian sky's
Pool, of algae plumes
Green goblins
Wishing wells
Mushroom clouds
Spores
The dreamers eyes
In the aftermath, glow
Forever after
Spells
Starry crystal ball
Under coven
The magicians robe the night
 
SPELL BOUND by RJBG

_{RJBG writes about many subjects,
this one I found particularly interesting.}

Prose

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Featured by: Bluebellwriter7

Mature Content

Protecting Her by RoxasRenito

<sub>A story about love and loss,
and the consequences.


Featured by: SilverInkblot</sub>

ApocalypseContrary to popular misconception, the end of the world is not global warming, a nuclear fallout, or a mechanical uprising. Zombies do not erupt from their graves, aliens do not suddenly decide to invade. There are no horsemen, vengeful Gods or wayward comets. Lightning does not smote the wicked and angels do not lead the worthy to peace. The end of the world is not a mass disaster; there is no exploding sun, tidal wave or earthquake. Instead, it is those quiet moments happening all over the world, every day.
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Resting my hand on the gentle curve of my belly, I croon sweet nothings to my baby. I have decided that "it" is a "she", though the ultrasound confirmation is still several weeks away. Still, I have heard her heartbeat, and I am looking forward to hearing it again later today. I sit like this for an hour or so, soaking the sunlight into my skin and communing with the life growing inside me. I am lulled by the sound of traffic in the street, but the unmistakable drone of my hus
Apocalypse by camelopardalisinblue

_{The end of the world is a personal tragedy.}



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