That's all for now.


Aquatic InterludeSlowly, clad in specially modified spacesuits, she and I sank into the Mariana Trench, silent and anxious. As the ocean gently rocked us into its subconscious depths, we looked up to the distant, disappearing sun, waving goodbye as rippling dust shrouded it from view. Schools of fish and a few wandering octopuses waved back.Aquatic Interlude
As we sank deeper, the ocean began to impose its incredible pressure upon us, and in response the diving suits pumped oxygenated water into our helmets. For a few moments, as my lungs grew heavy, I felt claustrophobic, asphyxiated, until my body accepted the new medium and, breathing forcefully, I allo


SomnambulistsWe were curled, covered, cocooned, sprawled over carpet and couch and one another, ready to shut down and allow our minds access to the world of Subcon. A few minutes passed, and none of us were yet asleep.Somnambulists
A rustle, and Emily stood up. She seemed uncomfortable, as if she'd attempted to fall asleep without letting the cat in or wishing her mother goodnight.
“Would any of you like to go for a walk?” she asked.
Well, this was spontaneous. It was already midnight. We were dressed in pajamas, barefoot, which really made it all the more attractive a proposition. Kate, Mack
Truth

A Brilliant ProposalIt has recently come to my attention that, despite an excess of fundraisers and numerous social reforms, the public school system is severely lacking in funds. Teachers are constantly pleasing for better pay, newer books, and modern computer systems "to facilitate the children's education". Disturbed, as any good American would be, by the resulting onslaught of tax increases, I set off on a crusade to unravel the mystery of school funding. My findings were shocking: in spite of great technological advancements over the last decade, the American GPA has fallen from 3.2 to 2.5; the child literacy rate has plummeted from 51%, an already patheticA Brilliant Proposal


Your PoemOn the twentieth day of July 69, For the first time in history, The moon landed on a man.Your Poem
The first time such move had been attempted by a celestial body, A great feat of precision, Didn't crush the man at all.
You see, we see things from our eyes, And everyone knows our eyes see upside down. Or is that the right way up?
I could tell you about walking through deserts, The beauty of running water, of rain, You'd be thinking of TV shows.
When was the last time you were challenged, Walked away from a conversation stunned. Who are you l
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
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