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I’m as riddled as the tide :: SOTD

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Keep Art Alive :: “The Path” :: Art by Margarita Georgiadis “On the floating, ship less oceans, I did all my best to smile, till your singing eyes and fingers, drew me loving to your isle. And you sang, ‘sail to me, sail to me, let me enfold you’. Here I am, here I am waiting to hold you.” A Siren Song by me The Siren chimes sleepless longings to the sky the ocean so far from her now the waves only ripples on her skin as she arches her back in restless sighs fingers playing forgotten melodies as she crashes … Continue reading I’m as riddled as the tide :: SOTD

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What it all could be :: SOTD

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Keep Art Alive :: “Ascent” :: Art by Margarita Georgiadis “You could be my poison, my cross, my razor blade, I could love you more than life, if I wasn’t so afraid.” You stood on the curb’s edge, balancing from one foot to the other, squinting in the early morning sun. Eyes the color of the ocean in those vacation to paradise commercials, cool and clear with a spark of green. Those eyes toyed with me, danced for me, made promises that I wanted to believe. You teetered toward me, wavering but not falling, smiling widely, teeth bared, and I thought you … Continue reading What it all could be :: SOTD

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Won’t you wrap the night around me? :: SOTD

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Keep Art Alive :: “Compulsion” :: Art by Margarita Georgiadis “Love is clockworks, and cold steel, fingers too numb to feel; squeeze the handle, blow out the candle, love is blindness.” I stand here silently screaming, my insides aching, my fingers gone numb, watching everything around me fall apart even as they all sit there smiling and perfectly together. Love should come with a warning, or at least the kind of love I find myself in, forever falling, forever drifting, forever gasping for air. I always end up here, staring in unblinking surprise, as everything unfolds into disappointment. I’m always … Continue reading Won’t you wrap the night around me? :: SOTD

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They say its me :: SOTD

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Keep Art Alive :: “Evanesce” :: Art by Margarita Georgiadis “Don’t say it’s useless, don’t say forget it, don’t bring me wishes of silly dreams.” You dream of flying, of escaping, of leaving everything that pins you to the ground. Some nights I think I can see them poking out beneath the sheets, a set of wings brittle yet beautiful, pointed at the ends, growing with each middle of the night sleep. I touch the ends, feeling how sharp they are, like a needle, like a knife, like the words that shot out of my mouth at you last night. … Continue reading They say its me :: SOTD

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Would you still wrap me up and tell me that you think this was smart? :: SOTD

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Keep Art Alive :: “Woven” :: Art by Margarita Georgiadis “What if I never even see you cuz we’re both on a stage? Don’t tell me listen to your song because it isn’t the same. I don’t wanna say your love is a waiting game.” Last Call by me The bus was leaving with or without you and my fingers crossed behind my back as I helped you gather your things reminding you to hurry The clock is a time bomb ticking down our end and you hold me close and whisper promises as I try so very hard to … Continue reading Would you still wrap me up and tell me that you think this was smart? :: SOTD

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Can’t anybody see? :: SOTD

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Keep Art Alive :: “Persphone’s Scream” :: Art by Margarita Georgiadis “Never found our way, regardless of what they say.” A few nights ago I had a dream that I was in the middle of the desert, stark and wide-open, nothing but the sand and the dark night sky surrounded me, standing in the middle of a deserted road. The night was arid and cool. My skin was at pin-prickled attention, and I felt that ripple of fear pass through me, the way it used to when I would walk home alone as a child, far past when the street … Continue reading Can’t anybody see? :: SOTD