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[ricordi]

Minibang's coming up, and I don't know about you, but I've only got a few sentences written and a vague, soggy idea on what to write. I know a lot of you are writers too, and uhh IDK. OKAY IDK why exactly I'm doing this but I AM. SO. Let's... try this.

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★ poetry, prose, art, combo,  on whatever you want, is allowed. this is more to get the

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[anonymous]

XL your way through the hangers & find my XXXXXXS voice

I don't know where you're coming from, but you're two fingers too tight on my t-shirt.

What Lambo hates most is looking up.

[nerdraeg]

Because looking up means there’s someone above you; not in the cosmic sense. Gods had nothing on tall men who knew how to swagger and smoke and chew on toothpicks until their tongues were raw, who rubbed their stubble-marked chins with calloused brandywine hands, a hard days work encrusted under their nails.

It felt too young to look up, at them.

But Reborn had never needed height to make himself an imposing figure.

[anonymous]

Lambo was born and raised in Reborn's afternoon shadow. Born and raised dreaming of Acrobaleno as kids often yearned their shortcomings into superpowers and sorcery.

Reborn stood, and the world trembled to follow. Lambo screamed, and the world gave him a toilet plunger.

Reborn was Lambo's aspiration, his idol. And so Lambo dreamed of Arcobaleno if only to dream of height.

(one day, maybe, he will look back. at me. one day. maybe. now.)

But Reborn waits for no one; you've got to catch up yourself.

[anonymous]

and it goes like this
feet hitting the floor one after the other
carrying you forward, forward, forward out
out into the ratrace work harder do better think faster
because if you stop people will walk right over you
push you down, hold you back
who needs other people, right?
only maybe you do
need other people, not just to cling to
not just to hold yourself steady pull yourself to the surface survive
maybe just to remember who you are what you're doing where your limits are
to keep you sane as the rest of the world competes against you,
keep you safe?
then again, who needs safety

[anonymous]

Angry, affecting pain, indifference, apathy,
Losing control, spinning, spiralling,
Free association, communication
Letting go of restriction
disobeying the rules setting up a pattern and
breaking it shaking up the
system riling your parents
your exes your ohs
your double-tic-tac-toes
dont let me gos
finally youre at the
very bottom
wavingtotheonesatthetop
hello.how.are.you?

(of course not!)

[ricordi]

last out
bell tolls
heavy heart
spells:
FU-NER-AL

(no, just
school.)

[anonymous]

I was standing on your right when you said your last words. My eyes were blurred so deep with sweat or tears or both you were beginning to look as aged as the Ninth, but my hearing was still precise to the point. I could hear you, I think, because there was nothing but coying lies left to tell in that white-walled hospital room, or maybe that's just my imagination filling in the gaps where pain had blinded my memory