26 February 2015
Body collapsing in on itself
A bowed head
Shoulders curling over chest
Angling torso away from others
Uncontrollable shuddering or shivering
Hair hanging in face, hiding the eyes
A downward gaze
A flushed face
Eyes dull, lifeless
Pulling down a shirt hem
Hands clutching at stomach
Covering face with hands
Bottom lip or chin trembling
Arms falling to sides, lifeless
Flinching from noise or from being touched
Neck bending forward
Movement is slow, jerky
Knees locked tight together
Backing up against a wall
Sliding into a corner
Hands gripping elbows
Sobs trapped in throat
Drawing knees up to the body's core
Wrapping arms around self
From The Emotion Thesaurus: A Writer's Guide to Character Expression by Angela Ackerman and Becca Puglisi (2012), page 90. Submitted by J.R. Solonche.
24 February 2015
A false alarm,
caught in the act:
A joke on me,
my peculiar mistake.
The stalled car,
in a strange Sunday school.
The experiment I never repeated,
nearly on the rocks.
Essay writing prompts from English Composition Book One by Stratton D. Brooks (American Book Company, 1911). Submitted by Alex Albright.
12 February 2015
I'm at home all by my lonesome,
reading and waiting a little while
before I brush my teeth
and go to bed.
I could go for some conversation
if you're interested.
Don't much have
a particular topic in mind.
I worked ten hours today
and ate Taco Bell for dinner.
Do you like stuff?
Do you hate stuff?
Things? Place, people, ideas?
For/against any topic?
Want to discuss
I'm all eyes for what you have to say.
Hope to hear from you.
From Craigslist Strictly Platonic, 23 December 2014. Submitted by Erica Tucker.
10 February 2015
A bead of sweat rolls down my face;
I am struck by the silence. The air
is hushed and filled with concentration.
On the banks of the Lakshya
master weavers sit in pairs, barely breaking
sweat at their bamboo looms.
The men are shirtless. The women rest
their arms on cheap white cotton,
protecting the delicate muslin.
Hands interlace silky gold thread
into sheer cloth the colour of oxblood.
Around us turquoise, yellow and white billows
in the breeze that – like a cool blessing –
comes off the river through latticed bamboo walls.
Motifs – jasmine, marigolds, peacock feathers –
neither embroidered nor printed,
are painstakingly sewn by hand.
Children of the loom, taught by their fathers:
strong backs and magic fingers. Dedication.
From The delicate material that takes months to weave by hand by Caroline Eden, BBC News Magazine, 14 December 2014. Submitted by Angi Holden.
06 February 2015
Just when we thought some
of the old annoyances
of the 20th century
had died out, they come
and intensified like the government
dug up their corpses
and stuffed them with hydraulics
and, like, RAM sticks
and shit, and turned
them into deadly cybernetic warriors.
They didn't die.
They were waiting.
They were adapting.
They. Were. Evolving.
fortified by modern technology,
designed to annoy us anywhere,
and at the convenience of
the person who wants to annoy us.
From 4 Obnoxious Behaviors The Modern World Made Worse by Luis Prada, Cracked, 11 December 2014. Submitted by Kenn Merchant.
To integrate into society
The difficulties of adapting
A kind deed
To take advantage of
To belong to
To be a part of
An opposing argument
English translations from a French class vocabulary list. Submitted by Mim Beech.
04 February 2015
I am become Death
We made a terrible thing
Destroyer of Worlds
What are you moping about?
We’re all sons of bitches now.
A collection of quotations from Manhattan Project physicists on the occasion of the first ever atomic explosion, the Trinity Test in Los Alamos in 1945. Lines attributed to Richard Feynman, Bob Wilson and J. Robert Oppenheimer. Submitted by Daniel Galef.