Beginning signs of carpel tunnel sucks.

Oh well. Will have to calm down with the computer typing. Have to think about computer time more wisely.  Helps that I haven't been on face book for 1 month! woo.

22 GRE words chosen at random:

a literal metaphor


My mother often compares me 
to my stubborn father 
I stubbornly choose
not to believe her. 


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Easing into a lethargic somber, the swaying green placated the graves.  The seeping dirt held such repose that any form of dissonance dissipated into the abyss. Despite living mold and growing cracks, the ossified reverse was happening inside. Souls were hardening.

On the east end of the fields, two kites hovered over four sportive children, the birds languid over the occasion flew by without a second look. The anodyne kites soothed their unwashed little hands; the strings held onto the gold. Ephemeral, this would only last a few more years. Soon their hands would be wizened - soon not later. The sun would find refuge in the crevices of their palms, relentless like a potentate ruling over his empire. The children would eventually fall into lassitude, exhausted. Living in penury, they had nothing but their kites. The kites had nothing but their children. Both had the sky.

The children did not believe the apocryphal tales of a creature who lured the night whose stare would leave a curse. This did not keep them up at night. What kept them up was the pejorative comments their invidious parents yelled to one another. Their children did not sleep nor did they.

There was something unconscionable about their love. It was an unfair kind of love. It wasn't the type of love you saw in the movies. It also wasn't the unimaginable type of love. It was the kind of love that once existed but died. It was a lost kind of love.  He hoped that she would take note of his subtle obsequious attempts to please her but she had already fallen deep in her thoughts. She often found herself in investitures, gaining power and authority. In these ceremonies she would rise in grandiose gowns. No kites flew high here. The weather was always pristine. She had everything, but her kites.