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Our Table by godlovestara, literature

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Our Table

Our Table The kitchen window casts framed light across our table, its lacquer shinning golden beneath April air. My eyes see every blemish. The table, pock-marked— once smooth, now undone with age, mirrors my face. It too is golden in the sun and taken for granted as being sturdy, perpetual. It has known hands which trace its lines and leave stains behind. "It's not so bad," you say, "Just used." We drape cloth over it when the guests arrive. - Tara Smith

Music Shuffle Cento by godlovestara, literature

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Music Shuffle Cento

Music Shuffle Cento I packed up and headed to the city of lights cause I have other things to fill my time. Getting our feet to move, always the hardest part, they travel to the dark side of the new moon and I don't have the heart to say goodbye. We're running with blood on our knees to the place where I belong, but everything looks perfect from far away. Where I follow, you'll go— I will be chasing a starlight until the end of my life. If you feel a little left behind it doesn't mean I love you any less, even if you cannot hear my voice I'll be right beside you. Everybody's gotta learn sometime— as long as they gaze

Firefly by godlovestara, literature

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Firefly

Firefly You, firefly, one who lightens and darkens night in rhythms like heartbeats, bring muted life to my Junes and do not belong on the peach wall of my bedroom. Outside you moved, swaying with the wind through meadows like waves on the sea—the moonlight broken and scattered across the surface. It too shimmered like all of you in your ocean of grass. Now it is September and there is nothing left of trees but leaved gutters on empty suburban streets. Brown flakes that billow in the wake of cars. You should be gone, not dim and blinking alone, solitary—all that is left of your light-chorus. - Tara Smith

Vampires Defanged by godlovestara, literature

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Vampires Defanged

Vampires Defanged Or Why Edward Isn't Really a Vampire If vampires exist, they would not sparkle in the sunlight—unless you count when they burst into flame and cinders, ashes that glimmer as they settle into grass. Dawn would mean dust for any creature of the night unlucky enough to be outside. If vampires exist, they cannot eat animals and call themselves vegetarians. To be damned means they live with the faces of their food for as long as they exist— people, weeping. Moving, Necks exposed. They have sharp fangs that pierce skin and veins of pulsing blood to absorb the life energies flowing inside because that i

To the Moon by godlovestara, literature

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To the Moon

To the Moon I have seen a full moon drive a man crazy as only a woman can, so you must be a woman with thick red hair. The Greeks call you Selene— brightness, moon-faced woman, curved, voluptuous night figure. My body swells as you do, waxes to fullness each month until we are emptied and new. You must be a woman who knows how dark the world can be on a moonless night— I have watched men crying for the moon in alleyways at two in the morning. - Tara Smith

Dream Catchers by godlovestara, literature

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Dream Catchers

Dream Catchers I hang dream catchers from twine around my daughter's bedroom. They sway in the breeze like tree branches, bare from winter. I want to tell her stories— how her great grandmother built them from willow twigs and falcon feathers as a little girl. She gave them to me, handmade heirlooms, to pass on. Now they are dry and brittle with age and the weight of decades of nightmares. They will not last long enough for her to remember how they watched her sleep, casting webbed shadows on her wall. - Tara Smith

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Parkersburg by godlovestara, literature

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Parkersburg

Parkersburg May 25, 2008 "When it comes, the landscape listens, Shadows hold their breath" - Emily Dickinson Five minutes, they said, after the sky darkened Mother Nature held her breath. Five minutes before she exhaled with such force trees, the sturdy beams of houses, fences, people huddled in their basements, bowed before her. All that she touched she took with her, hoarded in the form of a grey vortex that swirled along the countryside leaving a wound in its wake. An EF5 tornado is the Finger of God because God pushes His fingertips through space, moist mists of clouds, and touches earth—smudges it as an artist w

After the Cold by godlovestara, literature

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After the Cold

After the Cold We stay at the cabin for the fall— the ambers and reds of turning leaves—then we return to the city with its ticketed windshields in metered parking lots surrounding towers instead of valleys that surround trees. A month from now this place, these rolling hills, will be crusted with snow. Shelled in cold which will seep into the dirt, down to the bones of long buried fauna. We will leave the sheep to find their way home. -Tara Smith

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Artist // Student // Literature

Aug 6
United States
Deviant for 18 years
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I'm Tara. I'm 23 and I'm from Iowa. I have a Bachelor's Degree in English Literature with an emphasis in Poetry Writing from the University of Northern Iowa. Someday I want to get my MFA in Poetry Writing and an MA in Library Science. I love Penguins and Dinosaurs because they're so damn awesome. I wanted to be a paleontologist for about 15 years of my life, yet some how I ended up in the English department. I spend all of my free time reading, writing, cooking, listening to music, playing video games, and taking care of my daughter. Her name is Emaline and she's 3 years old. I also believe the zombie apocalypse will happen, it's only a matter of time...

Favourite Visual Artist

Salvidor Dali

Favourite Movies

Children of Men, Fight Club, V for Vendetta, Silence of the Lambs, Everything is Illuminated

Favourite TV Shows

X Files, 30 Rock, Castle, Firefly, Buffy, Game of Thrones, BSG, Fringe, Star Trek, Bones, Criminal Minds, Conan, Doctor Who

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Florence + The Machine, Bon Iver, The Heartless Bastards, Mumford and Sons, Gogol Bordello

Favourite Books

A Song of Ice and Fire, To Kill a Mocking Bird, Picture of Dorian Grey, Lord of the Rings, Harry Potter, Divine Comedy, Walking Dead

Favourite Writers

Louise Gluck, Percey Shelley, Wilfred Owen, T.S. Elliot, Oscar Wilde