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Monstrueuse (opens the original)
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“Pushed headfirst into the worldJust to be thrown in the street when you dressed like a girlAn angel in the snowAccident prone” - Still Standing, Phoebe Bridgers On jetait les sorcières dans des rivières en espérant les voir se noyer : quand elles se battaient contre le courant et s’en sortaient indemnes, c’était le signe de leur culpabilité Est-ce que tu le savais ?<a class="image-link image2" href="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!pAFP!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2
Liquid heartbreak (opens the original)
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Originally written for a literary magazine’s contest specialized in horror and dark fiction. The theme was “Something in the water”. The text has since been edited for Substack. September 9thDear diary,I’ve been making the strangest, bleakest dreams since I moved here. I’ve always had a pretty vivid imagination, and until now I could always count on my hopeful, colorful mind to never run out of paint. So why does it feel like it’s turning on me all of a sudden ? It’s not fair, I survived him I g
The bridge (opens the original)
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The space does not exist in this world or perhaps it does and you just need to believe perhaps it does and you just need to wake up It lingers in between thingsthe state between dozing off and falling asleepbetween knowing you’ve made up your mind and actually taking the plungebetween one breath and the nextbetween one breath and your last … ?The woman who guards the bridge is thoughtful today. Dramatically so.She sits on her chair as per usual, and ponders on eulogies. She’s heard time and time
Why am I here ? (opens the original)
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“Basically what we have here is a dreamer. Somebody out of touch with reality. When she jumped, she probably thought she’d fly.” - Jeffrey Eugenides, The Virgin Suicides.What will be left of you once you’re gone, sweet girl ? You came into this world crying, already aware you were placed there only to bear witness to everyone’s story but your ownyour life confined to the cell of your dreams You did not understand yourself nor did anyone else, the full spectrum of your shine lost on these common
The Beast (opens the original)
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There’s a monster on the loose, terrorizing entire villages and stealing people’s spirits.A notorious painter known for his fanciful renditions of the surrounding landscapes was found sitting in front of a new canvas in a nearly catatonic state, his beloved bright colors dying on his fingers. What happened remains unclear, as the once eccentric artist can barely string a full sentence together now.An anxious young woman who only ever seemed at peace when she held her quill and stained her delica
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