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Blue

Blue

8
Writings
2
Followers
1
Following
Blue

Blue

8
Writings
2
Followers
1
Following
To Live A Life

Blue

2 min read

It was a day like any other, the fine sands shifting through my feet, the cool water brushing up and over them as the tide came and went. It was beautiful, it truly was. But I had walked this endless beach every day for as long as I could remember, and I was tired.


I was tired of the seeing the same sands, the same waves, and the same sounds of those waves crashing on those sands. With no one to ...

Drama

4
FE-99

Blue

2 min read

The cold metal door to my landing pod presses open, my journey to FE-99 is finally complete. The sensors of my pod read that the planet’s atmosphere, biosphere, hydrosphere, and climate are all identical to earth’s; could this be our replacement home? I set out of my pod to find that answer.


My space suit clanks along the exit ramp that leads me to the fresh vegetation below. The grass just as gr...

Science fiction

1
Opal

Blue

1 min read

I move the stick of my car to park, and darkness disappears as the lights in the car glow. They illuminate my face and you start to coo softly. It pains me that you’re so happy when you see me; that you don’t know why we’re here.


I love you, I hope you understand that, enough to forgive me for I’m doing. I grab the handle of your carrier and open the door of my car. I pick you up, still cooing e...

Drama

1
Along The Riverside

Blue

1 min read

My feet carry me to the riverside; its serene flowing water serves my nerves well. Jack doesn’t mind that my attention shifts from him to the river when we arrive. I see him pounce and play with the butterflies that wander the river’s bank. He’s probably forgotten I’m even here; watching him among the pine trees, along the riverside.


Our feet carry us to the riverside; it’s fresh cold water serv...

Drama

Poetry

Patience

Blue

1 min read

My feet can’t feel them as I walk

My lungs don’t sense them whilst I talk


I can’t see them drinking from the river

and the nutrients that it delivers


My mind cannot know how they came to be

Standing here, towering in front of me


They give me life, food , shade, and shelter

I take their lives, I cause them to swelter


If I did not know better, I’d say they were blind

To all the acts of destruct...

Poetry