Daily Lit Recognition for November 20th, 2014

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Published: Nov 20, 2014

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Daily Lit Recognition for November 20^th, 2014

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Poetry

_{Suggested by: betwixtthepages}

_{Featured by: chromeantennae}

though there are a million ways to dielover,
remember when the ocean ate you
and didn't bother to pick its teeth
afterwards. it did not recall
your name
because it never knew it. remember,
lover,
not only did you die alone,
you died anonymous.
and lover remember the time
you died of cancer
which is always hungry. it spit you out knobbed
and shaved and rubbed
like a stone from the riverbed. spit
you out skinny because it does not like
its own aftertaste. you died a shrill
stem of yourself because death
like to play with its food first. my lover,
lover, do you remember
when the train came to meet you
and its arms were open? how brainlessly
it broke you, and you shattered
like a vase falling from the window sill.
it was not whistling, but howling your name
in an octave only grief can touch.
beloved lover, i love you
and when you leapt from that high
place remember that you were a bird
for one sheer
second. lover lover i love
you and it is a cruel thing to do to me:
dying.
it is t

though there are a million ways to die by somewhither

_{Suggester says: There are some very breath-taking, beautiful lines in this somber piece by somewhither.}

_{Featured by: NemoX7}

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And Everything Was Blue by craneHARDCORE

_{A beautiful poem with a delightful narrative and rhyme scheme. Describing the thoughts of a nervous individual dealing with someone they love.}

Prose

_{Featured by: betwixtthepages}

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Today we buried my uncle. by YWYH-s--Morelenmir

_{This short nonfiction piece reminds us we all grieve--though not always in the same ways.}

_{Featured by doodlerTM}

I Speak to Everyone.As dusk fell, there was a knock at the door. Clara opened it with a mixture of fear and hope.
Superimposed upon an icy backdrop, with pink-tinged sky and trees groaning under the weight of ever increasing snowfall, stood a small lad, still clinging to the knocker as if his hand was frozen to it. He looked surreal, pale and fragile, also somewhat poorly clad for the weather conditions. And yet he had a vibrancy and urgency about him.
He released his hand from the knocker and tugged Clara’s arm.
“Please come with me,” he urged. “The man is calling for you and he cannot move.”
Man? Frank? Her husband had been missing for six days. Her hopes raised! Quickly, without speaking further, she grabbed her coat and followed the boy as he led her to the edge of the woods and onto a small path she had never noticed before. It was untrodden and the virgin snow upon it, yielded helplessly to their footfall.
Questions surged in her mind but they remained unspoken; the urg

I Speak to Everyone by shelleypalmer

_{A suspenseful, fascinating story with a twist ending.}

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Jallarial

Nov 22, 2014

Congratulations to all those featured