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HiddenMy sister Alora became an alcoholic about two months after we learned that she had contracted brain cancer. She lived at home, with me and my mother and my grandma, who had moved in to help with her. At this stage that the cancer had not yet fully taken her mind. She wore a bright, blonde ugly wig and struggled with speaking, and she was hateful, and she drank constantly. I had already started missing her. I mourned for our loss every time I saw her in the hallway, and every time I heard her stagger into our home in the middle of the night. It was during this time that my entire world consisted of my bedroom and various school desks. My universe was lit by the unnatural glow of a computer screen and it was populated only by me. My life was comfortable.
It was in the early hours of Mother’s Day that this started changing, at about 2 in the morning. I had gone to bed in my room and was cocooned in a swathe of thick blankets that let no sound in or out. Somehow however, something wo
You Were Not An Aquarium BoySea-glass became your bones,
brine your blood, and seashells
melded into your skin.
You were not quite an ocean
when you said "This is your sign to love me."
My body was like a building;
tall, cold, almost unbreakable.
I was metallic and sharp,
towering over your waters.
I remember taking your hand in mine,
conch and coral shells scrubbing
my skyscraper wrists, and laughing
about how one day you would
submerge every last bit of me.
Your lips, riddled with argonauts,
found my cheek and I cringed
at the coarseness.
You asked if they bothered me
and I finally told you "I
think I love you."
Red Riding HoodI want to believe people so badly when they say they won’t bite
that I contemplate climbing into their smiling jaws
thinking that it might be better to be split in two than left hanging.
But always, I draw my red hood and flit back into the forest
running in the shadows of pathways, never stepping into clearings
because I’ve spent my whole life in the wilderness
and I still can’t tell the wolves from the woodsmen.
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Endorell-Taelos is very well known within the community for her selfless giving and gracious community spirit. Since joining DeviantART over seven years ago, Alicia has continued to make a positive impact on many deviants. Her helpful and thoughtful approach was one of her finest attributes when serving as a Community Volunteer, and this has continued throughout the many contests which Alicia provides on a regular basis. As we approach our Birthday celebrations, we can't... Read More