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Victoria Publish

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Apple Crumble

Victoria Publish

Dear Graduates, "You have come to believe many things in life. You've had to fight. Focus on the good parts. You are all apple crumbles — metaphorically speaking. Crushing your failures until they resemble biscuit crumbs layered in a pie. You shove that into the oven. Baked. Out comes you. And when people dig in, they realise how you've tried to patch up your crumbs — your failures. They won't laugh. They'll think you've done a good job stitching your life together. But it's short-lived, I suppose, when they find out what's underneath." I ta...

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Modern face

Victoria Publish

I chose her because at the end of the day she would have chose me. I know it's hard to believe I know it. I found it hard. I still wanted what could kill me. What could burn me. What could scorch me. Enemies don't have to be friends. They don't have to be holding hands. Here I was burning in hell not only holding hands but dancing with the devil. Foolish hearts. Foolish hearts. May your foes and cries for help never be heard. I hope you all die. His back was turned and I could see an injured man. What did I care that he was injured I was the...

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Wandering Soul

Victoria Publish

There will never be enough said. In my older years, I have grown wiser to say nothing at all. It was only when I realized that the younger you are, the more freedom you have to govern your hurt. It is less taxing on you. You can pretend it doesn’t hurt as badly. You say to yourself “I have tomorrow for heartache to leave me. Tomorrow I will be fine. I sit out and wait for my hurt to pass.” The more you do that, I realized, sooner or later you get old. Then moments become precious. When someone does hurt you, the pang and sting of it last lon...

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Blue Velvet

Victoria Publish

Submitted to Contest #292

“It was beautiful. It was nothing like I’d ever imagined. I enjoyed those moments and will cherish them for a lifetime.”“You know, you could start by being a bit curvier.” The photographer’s camera lens is slowly studying her frame. How many headshots had he taken, especially from those angles. She sighed. It was the same thing over and over again.“Now describe yourself in three words.”Lights blaring, camera flashing on and off. On and off. Numbed brain, silent. Unable to hear her own thoughts or make them come together.“Barbra?”There were p...

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The Land of Peace

Victoria Publish

Submitted to Contest #290

Note: Sensitive themes, suicide, violence. Forbidden Fruit  As his lips enveloped mine, I must think back. When I do cast my mind to memories, I find I was my own hero. I was the captain of my own battles and led myself to a victorious end. I defeated my plight for love and loneliness no longer lurks near my chamber. I have poisoned myself on purpose, eating the formidable fruit of love and now for my sins I am chained to him forever. The death of love.   Land of Final Peace  As I roamed the garden, I was ...

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Home

Victoria Publish

The harkening hours of the day close rapidly and I find it hard to contest any adoration for my mum. I have always loved my mum, but has she really loved me deeply? If she loved me deeply, would she so easily have forgotten my face. The day I was conceived, the sound of my first cries should still be attached to the earlobe of her memory. Every turn of my body should show her the life I built for myself that so heavily involved her. The caesarean scar on my stomach shows she has three loving grandkids who can't understand why grandma stops m...

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