Daily Lit Recognition for July 21st, 2014

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Daily Lit Recognition for July 21stth, 2014


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Poetry



Featured by: Medoriko 

Our Wayward Starsguide the specimen
through the maze
and through the rain
rinsing our clothes
like they're still on fire
and somewhere, well
they probably are
and you pray
like tomorrow itself
is the fuel
that empties our dark places
like what lives there
goes away at dawn
but it doesn't
and i pray
like tonight itself
is the dark
that fuels our light
like what lives in each
feeds the ugly other
and it might
but, we're all prey
and the dream itself
is the place where
our chemical flames
hit the surface
flailing as we sink
in panicked clothes
from a distance
we must look like
wayward stars
lost, accepting the
drowning slow burn
of our descent
we look like what we are


"You have to look at life's small and big pictures, for we're different machines in each"
I couldn't have said it better myself. Something about the flow and intent of this piece just moves me.  




Featured by: AyeAye12:

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. by Slurring

With subtle rhyming and repetition, Slurring delivers a powerful critique of
writing culture, perhaps the one present on dA.




Prose

Featured by: betwixtthepages

The Devil's GymnasiumAgnes stumbled over the threshold as she entered the building, and her round face lit with a dull blush. Against the background of grunts, groans, and sobs, she could hear the soft titter from the front desk. As she made her ungainly way towards the elegant U-shaped console, she stared at the floor to avoid meeting the eyes of the smirking receptionist. "Can I help you?" The words were, as expected, polite. The tone, however, dripped derision.
"I'd like a membership, please." The mumble barely carried over the constant murmur of sound from the room beyond the reception area.
"What was that?" She could hear the barely repressed laughter, could feel the skin on her face tighten and heat as yet another blush suffused her cheeks. Raising her head, though not her eyes, she repeated herself. "Oh. Yeah, I suppose you would. Well, we've got three kinds of membership. There's the standard membership -  you can come in as much as you want during the week, use any of the equipment, but you g

In this flash fiction piece, going to the gym is literally a choice between life and death.




Suggested by: LiliWrites
Featured by: VertigoArt


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The Great Race by: GuinevereToGwen


A fun, exciting ride. Tightly written, interesting character.
I was caught up in Charlie's race from the first stride to the last.





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thank you so much, AyeAye12 <33