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Rebuilding by kindred, literature

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Rebuilding

Lazarus waves crash over the rocks Echoing a faint heartbeat giving new life, New futures, to a thumping outcrop untouched By any but the hand of corrosion. Cells divide and push out copies, Upon copies, Upon copies, Until something resembling life Breaches forth with a glimmer of hope Bestowed upon a shy gray world In to arms of both the strong and the gentle. Rebuilding in palpitating rhythms, The jagged shore quakes, The ocean froths up a soothing mist That lays down gently a prismatic embrace Of true love and cautious optimism. Dear lava wells forth and down the twisted edifice Smoothing out the twisted scars, To leave a

Plush by kindred, literature

Angels on the sidelines - Pt 6 by kindred, literature

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Angels on the sidelines - Pt 6

The next day, Ethan woke up with a full bottle of Jack Daniels staring at him, and a pack of cigarettes, missing only one filter tip, laying on it's side on the night stand. He remembered how much he wanted to get drunk and let it wash over him, and how much he wanted the nicotine to suppress his nerves and slow his heart rate. None of that happened though. Ethan took a couple of drags from a cigarette, but it had been so long since he had, that they tasted, he thought, like baby shit. No longer did they just taste like a smoke. With that came the nausea brought on by the sudden amount of nicotine in his system. The need to empty his s

Angels on the sidelines - 4-5 by kindred, literature

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Angels on the sidelines - 4-5

4 The morning's events left him completely unsure as to where he should be at this given moment. In the back of his mind, he was flaring because of what Morgan had managed to, again, bring in to his life. But a more rational side kicked in that said he needed to help this lady in distress. As white-knight as that was, it was why Ethan became a cop in the first place. He knew that it was engrained in him, deeply. There was not a lot that he could do about that, and the fight against it would be a losing battle. Ethan also knew that, if his assumption was correct, scaring this guy was not going to do anything to him. Whatever had his

Angels on the sidelines - Pt 3 by kindred, literature

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Angels on the sidelines - Pt 3

To Ethan, the story was simple and not at all surprising. Not even the fact that Morgan had told Jenny to contact him was surprising, when Ethan put some thought into it. After she left, he began to see how much of a predator she really was. She consumed what she wanted, and whatever was left was expected to survive on its own. After she stepped out on him, on those late nights were depression took over and gave him a tour through the macabre, he began to wonder how many others were left so broken and empty before him. Whether she did it on purpose or not, she did it with a skill, and she certainly did not seem like an amateur at breakin

Angels on the sidelines - Pt 2 by kindred, literature

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Angels on the sidelines - Pt 2

Ethan's phone was sitting in his cup holder, buried in the loose change he had been collecting and forgetting to use at parking meters and drive-thru restaurants. Sitting amongst the change like a monolith, it began to vibrate and shimmy itself deeper amidst the coinage. Ethan picked it up on the third revolution of his "chirping birds" ring tone. "What," he said sharply, knowing without looking who it was. "Dude, why did you leave?" Dakotah seemed to be acting as innocent as his sophomore drama teachings would allow him. The G.I. bill was helping him come to a second career realization. One, Ethan thought, was probably just a flash

Angels on the sidelines by kindred, literature

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Angels on the sidelines

Twelve hours ago, Ethan wouldn't have cared about the guy sprawled across a couch in the middle class apartment that Ethan was now sitting outside of. The guy was a problem, but he was someone else's. Not supposed to be his. His best friend and Brother In Arms, Dakotah, so named for his mother's affection for their Indian heritage and her partially hippie upbringing, had tried to trick Ethan in to spending some time with him and his quirky-yet-entertaining girlfriend, Clover. It was a lazy Sunday afternoon, so they thought a day of watching bad Japanese animation and commenting on America's growing political problems would be a good way

I wonder if the cows know by kindred, literature

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I wonder if the cows know

I wonder if the cows know You could describe its decadence as Cold silk, or even, creamy velvet. And with a sense of anticipation It passes between my lips. Unfolding upon my tongue With a loving, sugary exhuberance. I can pick up the scent of vanilla beans Embedded in the off-white richness Rushing through my nose, mingling with The picture in my mind and launching them forth A delicious visual cascade, with deep, Creamy, satisfying hues! If only those careless scoopers, Those teenaged ice cream dredgers, Would pass along the secret of the covenant they purvey, More of us could begin understand this simple little fact: ther

What A Rush by kindred, literature

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What A Rush

. Glug, Glug My engine heartbeats Breaking rhythm Stirring flesh and blood With steel and rubber. Restored. Accelerator jumps And red lights laugh As I blow by with a Wave and a big broad Smile. Pony power. Older men point. Young girls grin. Memories flood through The Guys. Assumptions through the girls. Winking and smiling. Grinning and laughing. I am the company to keep. Cherry red. Anachronistic, my pocket rings. Dinner and Kids and Wife and I have had my fun. Enough is enough.

Careful of the sun by kindred, literature

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Careful of the sun

. Her touch would sketch Emotions in my mind Embossed and one of a kind. Artistic treasure. Meant for my collection. I didn't feel right when she was gone. I held her high above the choking Fumes, and let what light would shine, Bathe her and cast a shadow down upon me. I could hear her sing, and Unfurled wings sprung forth For the first time. Angels came to whisper lovingly in My ear. Breathy words, that felt Like down to the touch, and encased My vision in a melody kaleidoscope. She turned the lens, over and over. And I loved the way she laughed. And I can't be lonesome any longer Because I've forgotten how to survive

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Choke by kindred, literature

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Choke

I hope you fucking choke While I shove your hate Back down your throat Since I'm down with it And your worthless lease is up Cry and Whimper and Moan and Plead But I'm not fucking listening to it I begged you for help time and again And I got your worthless sympathy And a goddamn pat on the head Fucking suck it in and like it You deserve it as far as I care Drag your feet with my time My life on your line now Careful when that thin idea snaps I can only teach what not to be But it'll be a quick lesson I fear Not much will be left when I tear This whole fucking place to ground Ignorant brick by ignorant brick You can run

Something Wicked by kindred, literature

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Something Wicked

The day was shitty. Such is the norm around here. Trees barely living and for some off reason, it seems that the people around here reflect that pretty well. Dreary people inhabit this burg. No love for anything and no reaction to what their own minds may be saying to them. I reflect all this, but I listen to that voice. It screams. My room is dark with the white vinyl shades left drooping down. The faint tinge of old cigarettes seem sustained in every crevice, but since I'm no social butterfly, I don't much care. An old broken futon, a dingy yellow bed spread that I'm sure used to be white, a cheap leather chair listing to one side, a

Words are never Innocent by kindred, literature

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Words are never Innocent

What can start off so harm-less and innocent Can so quickly turn into a macabre dance of emotion. A joke meant to laugh at and gloat in humor When turned on it side spells embarrassment and anger Small words used off handedly Become all to quickly forceful backhands And while pride and self-esteem heal ever so slowly Time can wither any sense of compassion And I sit here all day and all night Thinking about the touch of your soft skin And how your cheeks color and warm as my fingers brush them And those light eyes that may never see me again Tearful apologies do no good when trust isn't in the air And the glorious sadness builds

Sarah and Maynard by kindred, literature

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Sarah and Maynard

I plagiarize my show of strength off Songs by Sarah and Maynard. And if you don't understand I would appreciate it if you would turn Your blind eyes from my weak candle's flame. I allow their music to speak to me in ways That I can't speak to myself.. I'm confused and hopelessly expectant.. But I'm comfortable here, Perched upon my watch tower, Waiting for the armor to soften Drumming fingers, while I Feel the wash of desperate hopefulness Batter my flanks and weaken my base. And with crushing bar chords, Screeching voices, Anger driving melody, Careening obscenely across my expanse, I can feel that someone understands, W

Dough by kindred, literature

Sun Downing by kindred, literature

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Sun Downing

It's so close I can smell it now Like that trail of perfume down a crowded hall It grabs my head and yanks my attention Refusing to let go until I pay it heed The Lunar forces grab the wheel Teasing my last remnants of logic And I'm pushed back against my own walls Supporting the house that sanity built Glowing white craters eye me As I'm sucked down by its sweet gravity Bathed in feelings I don't really feel And thoughts I never wanted to think And so many hands outstretched Screaming for me to grab them Shredding throats yelling at me to feel them Crying when they taste the salty quicksand I bathe in I'm its passenger when

East and Forward by kindred, literature

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East and Forward

I look east and I see my future Of all seeing eyes So used to seeing nothing but darkness Peeking through the prairies green For ever and always I want to bring light to the darkness And hold the candle in one hand With her hand in the other guiding her to where her life truly resides To show her the way out of the caves she has lived in Built by those that didn't know her worth And too ignorant to see what she truly was I see now the butterfly so recently cocooned To see her smile is my present from The all seeing angels for good deeds left unrecognized And to hear her laugh Shows me that hatred can never destroy true beauty.

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and we found... by SmileforSomeone, literature

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and we found...

we love like we sin, terrified and breathless. we are tea-at-midnight girls, naming constellations that don't exist after lost tourists we meet on the street, reminding our freckle covered shoulders that even beautiful things can be made ordinary. we are broken fingers and half-closed eyelids and a penchant for mischief. we are ribbon skin and frantic desires and incandescent hope. we are a voice spilling secrets to falling leaves diving after their arachnid brothers, mimicking the millions before us who were judged unfairly, unjustly but all too correctly. we whisper promises to dandelions because they do not know how to hold gru

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Fudo Dachi by wildmonky, literature

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Fudo Dachi

I'm wearing my blue shirt. Today is Friday. I didn't change out of my gi pants after gym. You know, to save time when jukido starts at six:thirty. This morning, I felt bad. Really bad. Depressed bad. You know, familiar. Bad, the kind that makes you not care about anything. Anyway, I felt. On the way to school this morning, in the car, sitting behind Temple; his mom driving, I closed my eyes. If I had kept them open I would have started crying. The seatbelt around me screamed things that I did not want to hear. The world flashed me by. Sitting in the car behind Temple with his mom driving. I didn't open my eyes for forty-fiv

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Thresholds by kindred, literature

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Thresholds

. I could float endlessly in the Shadows that pool near my feet. Adjacent to the angels where The rabbit hole has taken form. I could free-fall through sulfuric updrafts Slowed down by no more than friction With eyes wide and thoughts ponderous As to what bottom I should be hitting this time Off of mountain-tops I could scream Bellowing what air I could grasp and Discharge. Echoing the revulsion of a Hollowed out shell, bereft and adrift. I could wall this all up inside and feed Off of myself until my Inner Light fractures Through my skin. The weakening ever-expanding From the gnawing and clawing and fading. I could sit at

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

Sep 11
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Deviant for 22 years
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Current Residence: San Francisco, California
Favourite genre of music: Good
Favourite photographer: Artists (cont): Emblem and Escher
Favourite cartoon character: Batman and Evil Closet Monkey

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Andrew Vachss, Robert Jordan

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Donnie Darko, Usual Suspects

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TOOL, APC, Big Bad Voodoo Daddy, RCR

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Wildmonky, Swampy (RC), and Echoeslegend

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`kindred’s not very well known in the forums or in dAmn, however he is very well known within the lit. community as a writer, a friend and someone who you can count on to help you out in any way he possibly could. He has been behind the scenes at deviantART for four years now and has never been about himself. He's here for the community and the friends he has come to know after these long years. He's there as a friend, no matter what the trials of his life throw at him and even still, he remains here to help keep the chin up of those who often get down. All in all, `kindred is a wonderful member of this community...you just have to look a little harder to find him. Community spirit goes to many depths and we can say that his is one of the deepest.

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kindred

Jan 23, 2012

I will carve your name out of the sky...

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So much has happened. I highly doubt that anyone reads this any longer, since my professional career has taken over much of my off time. I actually wrote part of a book.  I haven't finished it, but i'd like to. With the job that i'm trying to get, it will  leave me lots of free time to, maybe, finish it. I am one of the top three candidates for a Head Chef position working at a refuge for abused, abandoned, and neglected children. The hours are half what I work now (more than half really), and the pay is 4 times as much. So, not only would I be able to actually do something good for mankind, but I could actually live comfortably as well

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kindred

Jul 10, 2011

Disconnect and self destruct one bullet at a time

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What. The. Fuck. When did I start to want to have kids? Is it the, for some reason, copious amounts of pregnant and child rearing people around me? Is it one of those things where all of a sudden you start to really dig the things that the people around you are in to? i'm 31 years old.  My dad said that it happened for him around this time. He said that I was the most planned child in the history of children being planned. I mean...I don't even like kids.  Well, i do, but i really don't enjoy them like others seem to.  And yet, the other day I was hanging out with my niece (who is two, by the way) and having an awesome time.  We built

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kindred

Feb 15, 2011

Your Boldness Stands Alone Amoung The Wreck

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Well, that's another Valentines Day under my belt. Or, as my buddy at work, Alfonso, says, "Balentimes" day...lol.  I love that guy. There is this beautiful girl that I know.  Today, she wore lipstick, and she normally doesn't.  She colored her hair a dark mahogany, and when she smiles, she sets off fireworks.  I'm unfamiliar with the feeling, but I wonder if someone who is that magnanimous in both personality and beauty knows it. And that is why I write this today. No, this is not a tale of me getting all hot and bothered over the chick.  Beyond the fact that she has a husband and a daughter less than a year old (and still kept a killer

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Cheers! Been a long time: hoping all is well.

tmpst24myst

Sep 11, 2017

Happy Birthday, Kindred... It's been awhile since I was on your page. Or, no - I was here the other week or two ago but today is your birthday so I'm here to leave some words and hope for you, well wishes and Happy Birthdays... and so.
Maybe I'll hear from you one day? It would be a nice day...
xo Dae

Happy birthday!

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HearseGurl

Sep 12, 2015

Hope you come back one day but Happy Birthday!

Jasperinity

Sep 11, 2015

Happy birthday!