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The Absurd Girl Writing Archive

  • Mirrors

    My mirror  is a funny thing, reflecting back every sin Prisms held my mind, reflections bent to serve The curve of glass— a glance reveal— many selves,  set to blur I slipped up once— staring deep— Continue reading

    Mirrors
  • Seven Ways to Start a Story

    Every story begins with an opening line. I tried: “It’s going to rain tonight.” And seven worlds tumbled out. Some stayed small. Some went strange. But all of them came from the same rain cloud. Continue reading

    Seven Ways to Start a Story
  • Hummingbird

    Where do you go when empty blooms sway? Ruby throats flash in green limbs– when I lean close, time ripples away. Wings beat in my mind– when I wake, silence hums. Continue reading

    Hummingbird
  • Night Hour

    Blink for me lightning bug. Sing for me cricket legs. Soar for me winged bat. I am merely human and cannot be what you are so freely. I ask of you— though I have no claim— be my soul guide… Continue reading

    Night Hour
  • Mourning Showers

    Today— the mourning doves were not mourning anything. They arrived on hushed wings— Summoning the dawn with chatter and song. Continue reading

    Mourning Showers
  • Pressing Play On You

    Lost you once Think about you still The shadows Of my longing A certain kind of thrill Keep you close Even though you’re Gone [Chorus] So I’m Pressing play on you (pressing play, pressing play) Oooohhoooohhhh That’s the only thing… Continue reading

    Pressing Play On You
  • The Birthday Wish

    Wax is dripping down my sides. It’s not supposed to happen like this. Everyone knows wishes only come true if I’m blown out. I’m standing here alone, stuck in a slow meltdown and everyone is gone. Continue reading

    The Birthday Wish
  • The Nugget

    I wrote a little nugget. I put it in my head. One day, it said to me, “Are you worthy or are you dead?” I thought if I could find my voice, I’d answer as I should. But the words… Continue reading

    The Nugget
  • Cricket Legs

    C’mon cricket legs C’mon lightnin’ bugs Sing the songs that feel like love Hey, hey, oooOOoohhh World moves quiet Stars feel lonely Chair rocks slowly Can’t shake the song of summer from you Continue reading

    Cricket Legs
  • Public Service Announcement #237

    At 2:37pm MST, I felt a disturbance in the mesosphere via the divine rods at my home. The rods shook approximately 7.2 clicks to the left of Newton’s Center, thereby indicating imminent weather phenomena.  As you know from my previous… Continue reading

    Public Service Announcement #237