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Catalog Guide:
Downtown
There’s a certain vibrancy that you expect when you’re in the bustling center of a major city. You expect the neon lights to bounce off your skin, illuminating the world surrounding you beautifully; the passing people to gleam in the streetlights as you observe. Perhaps you even look to your friend, family member or lover, loving the way their eyes sparkle as they try to digest the busyness that comes with the city. But tonight, despite the abundance of people, I can’t help but feel alone. The neon lights are dull, my smile nonexistent as I scan the all too familiar stores that...
Family
Family I didn’t know when I would leave, but I knew it was coming. The hurt was so intense every time I visited, I couldn’t stand straight. The knife stuck into my heart would soon twist, by whom I didn’t know.I was ready.It surprises me every time I think of the word family. It’s supposed to mean unconditional love, as if loving arms wrap around you every time you need them, but that is not what family means to me anymore.It has taken time to get here. A place where bare, raw, wounded bits of my soul strewn around me and I don’t know how to pick them up because they are not real, yet they fee...
Ghost Eyes and Cyberspace
Casaya dripped of instability as we watched 1s and 0s fall from his mind into a sea of cerulean radio waves. Maybe it was due to our lack of emotional intelligence, but neither Yinna or I cried for him. The next moment, Casaya was gone, only to be a part of the universe of expired binary numbers. Casaya's lasting energy left a silhouette of his shapeless figure. Certain sections made their way to the invisible escape above us in unorganized spasms. Yinna went straight for the board of prototype names and marked down the name of Prototype A-37RL. She chuckled. Too annoyed to look at her, I t...
Lyra
As the riptide beat my body through the current, twisting and distorting my shape, my stomach clenched in a fear so primal I would have screamed if my lungs weren’t already full of saltwater. I was losing my battle with consciousness as wave after wave of water assauwww.onedoor.cclted my face, unrelenting in its singular pursuit to keep me under. I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t see. Couldn’t logic my way out of this imminent disaster. I could feel the beginnings of my brain surrendering. Telling my body, my mind, my soul that it was time to yield, to stop fighting. And as my body obeyed, submitted to my last d...