Author: Keri
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An Unintended Offering
The lilacs are blooming. I have never made the acquaintance of their fragrance. Only the artificial imitations peddled in the market. How much like you. The howling continues. I hear the voices clearly on the wind and recognize you. I hear your laughter cleanest in the frauds in the market. This too, is you. The…
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A Non Offering
It wasn’t supposed to be an offering. The words weren’t supposed to be written. But when the bull bellows, who knows what comes.118 words.
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Dream Journal: 2014-01-22.02
Keri is burdened by a memory, and sharing it is the only way to release her from its grip. A tale from her Christian days that gives a visceral example of why she is so distrusting of angels now. 1,579 words.
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Dream Journal: 2014-01-22.01
Weaver finds she never lost it, but now doesn’t know what to do with it. An act of faith turns the wheel. 160 words.
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Dream Journal: 2014-01-21.01
Weaver’s picnic is interrupted by the showing of a grisly trophy. 172 words.
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Dream Journal: 2014-01-20.01
“Salva me.” He commanded Weaver to save him, and in the process confirmed the judgement laid on him. 2,679 words and one image.
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Dream Journal: 2014-01-13.01
Weaver is hunted down for involuntary servitude. Prey becomes predator and predator is abandoned. 968 words.
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Dream Journal: 2014-01-12.01
A deity approaches Weaver under the guise of idle chitchat. A request is made that Weaver adds conditions to before acquiesing. Wibbly wobbly time means the request was partially fulfilled a week ago, yesterday, and is yet to be completed. 463 words.
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Dream Journal: 2014-01-11.01
Weaver is chilling at a coffeehouse with tarot cards. A yellow suited man demands she reads for him. He didn’t like the answer. 949 words.
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Idling: 2014-01-09.01
Keri whines bitches thinks out loud about the second crucifix to come into her possession, and the cognitive dissonance from having a rosary of her very own. 400 words.