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<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/ShabbyPeriodicElephantbeetle-size_restricted.gif" width="1000"> [[decide|layed out]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/OddAnotherAnkolewatusi-size_restricted.gif" width="700"> [[doll]] [[eye|e1]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/FocusedAgreeableHagfish-size_restricted.gif" width="700"> [[bird]] [[chrysalis|c2]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/DaringSelfreliantGander-size_restricted.gif" width="700"> [[chrysalis|chrysalis2]] [[flower|f2]]

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<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/OddAnotherAnkolewatusi-size_restricted.gif" width="700"> [[eye|eye4]] [[doll|d2]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/FocusedAgreeableHagfish-size_restricted.gif" width="700"> [[chrysalis|chrysalis4]] [[bird|b1]]

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<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/PhysicalBowedDavidstiger-size_restricted.gif" width="1250" class="center" > [[Please]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/MadeupUnfinishedBuffalo-size_restricted.gif" width="700"> [[doll|doll5]] [[tape|t2]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/PhysicalBowedDavidstiger-size_restricted.gif" width="1250" class="center" > [[Please]]

Leave things as you found them.

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Butcher, Butcher, Butcher bird. I'm begging you. Your eyes are glass, your feathers firm I stuffed your breast, I see you yearn To bleed me dry upon your thorn, Butcher. At night I hear your gentle song You skewer my dreams, your grip is strong You thrust me on your barb and wait, Butcher. I feel my innards close to spill To keep alive I must stay still Should the seal break, I'm cursed by fate, Butcher. You sit above my mantel piece With broken wings yet so at peace Prepared to take your time with me, Butcher. Of all the birds that I have filled With cotton wads so well it willed Them back to life, I've never seen A butcher bird come out so clean In the night you torment me With visions of the feast you see Of my dried corpse crisp in the sun, Butcher. When they find me in my bed, Hollow and brittle, Oh I dread To think of what you've done to me, Butcher. [[bird]]

I once knew a sweet young thing, But she had been young so long, too long, until the day her father died. He'd lived alone in a little house, precisely placed among identical pretenders. Inside it was scattered, different than it looked through the windows from the street. She tidied quickly, not wanting to know the details. Her father'd refurbished, remodelled, kept inside as he worked, always inside. The homes innards were always changing, moving in a foam of frantic work alike a pupa wriggling in a chrysalis. Its hard shell all you would ever see. When she was done cleaning, the house looked beautiful, yet older than before. The walls would creek at night, breathe at night. He had installed beautiful wooden panels, the grain stretching to create ovals woven in the pattern. At night she would shiver, feeling the bare walls watching. The eyes in the wall, they knew they were new to her. She had never visited her poor father. That night, she would squirm in her bed. Maybe it was nightmares, maybe her father visiting. I never asked. She'd writhe, cry out, but stay sleeping until the first morning. In the new day she woke with purpose. I suppose it had been her father's voice. Her nails snapped as she rushed to pull the loose panel from the west wall. I suppose her father told her so. She found the magnificent yet mangled sarcophagus amongst the brickwork. It was makeshift, no expert effort, riddled with minor mistakes. It was only plain stone, carved out without a face. Her eyes looked panicked, she shook poor thing. Inside the stone tomb stood a mass of soft flesh moulded into an enlarged silhouette The thin layers of skin allowed her to see the vessels and veins that branched out. When she stepped away it was slow, as if she could tell it watched. Her hand was outstretched, palm flat. It stood like a dog understanding its command To stay. When she returned she was quick and armed with a knife. Her bravery was weaker than the folds of skin that were effortlessly cut, layer after layer. The vessels remained, never threatening to let drip precious blood that sustained the host. And then she found me. My eyes were her eyes. We stared at our reflection until it changed. A smile and a grimace, so similar yet so different. I wonder what she thinks… I wonder what she'd thought. I wonder if she'd felt less alone. I wonder if I'll inherit her dreams too. [[chrysalis]]

I can see a light from the window I can’t tell what it is but I can see it clearly, It could be a distant fuel station, silent but open Or a rooftop garden, lit by the people inside it My grandfather is in the kitchen, by a different light. I know what that light is, but cannot see it from here. I can hear it buzz, I wonder if it’s attracted bugs. My grandfather is lit up, from his back to the back of his head. I’m not sure what I’m waiting for, but I’m waiting here above the house he let me stay in. My mothers told me he would walk at night, Through the house in his sleep I saw him, beside the old television It flickered and fizzed, moving in waves of white on black He was on his knees, so close his nose was pressing the glass I waited for him to blink I waited I shuffled by but caught the carpet with my smallest toe The noise was loud enough My grandfather had lost an eye before I knew him, replaced with a perfect glass one He had told me a fae gave it to him She’d offered him a rock, telling him it would work like any eye. He told me he never saw out of it. But it never looked like a rock, even now. By the light of the television I could see it gleam, gooey and alive, staring at me. My grandfather moved quickly I didn’t mean to hurt him But I didn’t hear his voice, I didn’t see his smile I only saw the bright glass rock bursting from his skull The fridge door was heavy, I heard a crack as it hit I’d swung with all my strength as a stranger lunged for me But looking again, it was my grandfather lying on the tiles, lit up from his back to the back of his head And now I’ll keep waiting until the sun returns. [[eye]]

My mother was a doctor, When I was 9 we moved to a mountain town, My mother, my sister, and I. In the town it was said there was a rare flower, One that would only grow on that mountain. Its roots possessed remarkable healing properties. My mother wished to study it, propagate it, But its roots never took to her bed of soil. As we remained, she worked as a local doctor. My sister and I felt lost, stuck in a world of strangers We would escape each night and climb the mountain. My sister hated the flowers that had uprooted our lives, She stood on any she saw, much to my protest. Each time my mother potted the flowers they would reject the soil. She grew more restless. Frustrated and angry that they rejected her care. She withdrew, and soon my sister and I no longer had to sneak away. We would leave without a care, and my mother would barely look. One night, as we climbed the impressive rockface, I felt struck with panic. The air seemed too thin, and my sister was too far ahead of me. I called out, and she began to return, climbing down the uneven edges. I saw her snag on a root, and plummet down past me. A local had heard, he helped carry her home as I hid from the wound in her arm. I never saw it, but I knew how big it had been the next day when I saw the stitches. Mother chided us, but it felt as if she was out of a haze, able to see us again. But my sister had changed. The wound was the length of her forearm, sutured closed. She wouldn't speak to my mother, and only to me in quiet whispers. She refused to eat, she refused to stay inside. All she wanted was water and the sun. It was agony to watch her, starving slowly, wilting away. We cried, we begged, but she refused to budge from her place in the garden outside our home. One day she called to me, and softly spoke. "dear brother, bring me scissors." I feared what they could be for, refused. "Please, please, if you bring them I will eat, dear brother." I ran for my Mothers office, clambered for twin blades that would free my sister from her death. "Thank you dearest" she swayed as she spoke. "I need more sunlight." My sister slowly cut through the thread in her arm in agonising silence. I watched in horror as the folds opened up to expose a bed of flowers, blossoming from her wound. They were intertwined with her flesh, and we watched as the roots softly began to poke through the skin bellow and dangle. I ran for my mother, crying out for someone to save us. We returned to find my sister, laying down as if asleep in the field, limbs reaching out and flat. With the flowers of her arm rooted firmly in the dirt. [[flower]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/ReasonableGleamingIcelandicsheepdog-size_restricted.gif" width="700"> My dearest wife is afraid of the sea. She tells me of the beasts that lurk near the shore. She doesn't shake when she talks about sharks. [[tv]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/LivelyComplexBronco-size_restricted.gif" width="700"> [[eye]] [[flower|f3]]

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<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/DifferentShadyAcornwoodpecker-size_restricted.gif" width="700"> [[flower]] [[tape|t5]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/DeliriousGlumIbadanmalimbe-size_restricted.gif" width="700"> [[tape]] [[bird|b6]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/QuerulousElementaryChihuahua-size_restricted.gif" width="700"> [[flower|flower2]] [[doll|d3]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/PlumpInsecureIndochinahogdeer-size_restricted.gif" width="700"> [[doll|doll2]] [[bird|b4]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/CavernousTheseFirefly-size_restricted.gif" width="700"> [[tape|tape2]] [[chrysalis|c5]]

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<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/FarflungPleasingBarasingha-size_restricted.gif" width="700"> [[chrysalis|chrysalis3]] [[doll|d5]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/DeliriousGlumIbadanmalimbe-size_restricted.gif" width="700"> [[bird|bird3]] [[tape|t4]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/LivelyComplexBronco-size_restricted.gif" width="700"> [[eye|eye3]] [[flower|f6]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/DaringSelfreliantGander-size_restricted.gif" width="700"> [[flower|flower4]] [[chrysalis|c6]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/DifferentShadyAcornwoodpecker-size_restricted.gif" width="700"> [[tape|tape4]] [[flower|f4]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/OddAnotherAnkolewatusi-size_restricted.gif" width="700"> [[doll|doll4]] [[eye|e5]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/DeliriousGlumIbadanmalimbe-size_restricted.gif" width="700"> [[bird|bird4]] [[tape|t3]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/FarflungPleasingBarasingha-size_restricted.gif" width="700"> [[chrysalis|chrysalis5]] [[doll|d6]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/CaringHighChipmunk-size_restricted.gif" width="700"> [[eye|eye5]] [[bird|b5]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/CavernousTheseFirefly-size_restricted.gif" width="700"> [[tape|tape5]] [[chrysalis|c3]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/LivelyComplexBronco-size_restricted.gif" width="700"> [[flower|flower5]] [[eye|e4]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/PhysicalBowedDavidstiger-size_restricted.gif" width="1250" class="center" > [[Please]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/ElementaryReasonableBarnswallow-size_restricted.gif" width="700"> My dearest wife loves her baths. I'm certain she would live in water if she could. My dearest wife will give us a child soon. She wants to give birth in our home. A water birth only seems natural. [[tv|tv2]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/FormalMeanFunnelweaverspider-size_restricted.gif" width="700"> My dearest wife went into a long labour One summer afternoon, Her swollen belly had grown restless, It moved violently, as if the baby were fighting for air. [[tv|tv3]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/DefensiveBowedGallowaycow-size_restricted.gif" width="700"> My dearest wife warned me not to let anyone else see. The corkscrew that emerged. I'd expected the water to turn red. My dearest wife saw I'd gone pale, She pushed past me, taking the black spiral with her. I followed her as she paced towards the ocean waiting at our back door. [[tv|tv4]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/LoathsomeBelatedHomalocephale-size_restricted.gif" width="700"> She wedged the egg between rocks as far as she dared to wade in the water. My dearest wife cried for the child she would never know, For she knew it was destined to emerge from the ocean Completely, and absolutely, alone. [[tape]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/CheapEllipticalKoala-size_restricted.gif" class="center" width="1000" alt="Two foxes"> [[doll|doll2]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/CheapEllipticalKoala-size_restricted.gif" class="center" width="1000" alt="Two foxes"> [[doll|doll5]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/CheapEllipticalKoala-size_restricted.gif" class="center" width="1000" alt="Two foxes"> [[doll|doll3]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/CheapEllipticalKoala-size_restricted.gif" class="center" width="1000" alt="Two foxes"> [[doll|doll4]]

<img src="https://thumbs.gfycat.com/CheapEllipticalKoala-size_restricted.gif" class="center" width="1000" alt="Two foxes"> [[doll|doll6]]