Tag: surrealism
group name: suddenfiction
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May 04, 2008 09:52 PM EDT --
He had made a small hut beside the sea. On days of the tide, the sea would stretch to the place his home was. He had made two doors on the opposite sides of the wall - one from which the sea came in; the . . . more
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May 05, 2008 09:27 PM EDT --
One fine morning, I was dropped out of a tomato. It was nothing new. I had been dropped several times before, from various vegetables. For some strange, unknown reason people always believed that I belonged . . . more
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December 09, 2006 11:31 PM EST --
I was disturbed, yesterday, by a swarm of rats. They kept eating off my fingers. I didn't like it because I had cut my nails a few days back. And she said she fell in love with my fingers whenever . . . more
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December 15, 2006 09:57 PM EST --
Lately, the sea in my head had become noisy. The waves broke breaking a few of my nerves. Anaesthesia flowed all through my body. Yet the doctors said that the sound was sound. It was a natural sound, . . . more
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January 02, 2007 10:04 AM EST --
Slowly, his life became denser than the graveyards. Not 'til the recent times did the townsfolk notice that the gravestones growing out of the grasses were more in number than the flowers in the grave. . . . more
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June 01, 2008 01:49 PM EDT --
In the end, the wings took her inside herself. She flew right through her own nostrils.
The flight, she still recalls, was endless. She didn't know that her inside was deeper and vaster than the . . . more
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July 24, 2008 08:49 AM EDT --
The Distance
At last, she decided to mosaic her bedroom floor with his letters. They had been enabling her past. A past which she wanted to rob of the form and the structure. She wished she . . . more
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May 06, 2008 10:05 PM EDT --
She had purple eyes. There were certain colors that she couldn't see and the world was a less congested place for her. She also had the powers of turning an object invisible for her eyes and thereby, . . . more
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May 04, 2008 05:53 AM EDT --
Her skin was aglow when she was excited. One evening, in her excitement she slit her skin somehow. Light particles poured all over the street. They gushed towards a direction the slope went.
People . . . more
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May 18, 2008 09:27 PM EDT --
She was playing with the mist. She made balls of smoke and rolled them into the denser mist. Then, she would go in looking for the ball. Each time when she came out with the ball she realized that . . . more
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December 11, 2006 12:46 PM EST --
When he played the accordion, people could fly. Everyone loved him and the women cooked for him. After he'd fininshed his food, he would start tapping his left foot and picking his accordion would . . . more
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December 13, 2006 09:13 PM EST --
Right from his early childhood, he has been appreciated for his capabalities to lie. All his lies were so intense that even when you'd know he's lying, you'd persuade yourself that the entire . . . more
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December 17, 2006 08:40 PM EST --
She always reminded him of dust. Her memories left drying in the sunrays. Like a host of butterfly wings. A reverse metamorphosis. The second cocoon. Caterpillars crawling on the edge of his dreams. Roaches . . . more
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December 20, 2006 09:05 PM EST --
All his echoes were endless and moist. The morning dew accumulated on his echoes. And when the lights filled up the dew, his voice would shine throughout the realm. Bright. Much too bright. The Ultra-Violet . . . more
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December 21, 2006 09:03 PM EST --
One morning, as I woke up, I found my palms were empty. The lines had detached themselves from my palms. They were floating around mid-air in the different corners of my bedroom. Like strings lighter than . . . more
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July 17, 2008 09:45 PM EDT --
He found her in one of his own dreams, dreaming about him finding her, in that solitary, circular dream of hers.
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May 27, 2008 10:35 PM EDT --
The eye is an abyss. Many who fell in it drowned forever. Many times when the eye blinked the world was drenched in darkness for a few fragments of a second. A black earth. It was an eye that held . . . more
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May 10, 2008 08:42 PM EDT --
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He was watching her breathe, when she stopped suddenly and turned towards him. "In this breath, I hold a thought" she said, "I'll set it free once you can guess it."
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May 23, 2008 01:17 AM EDT --
"A wonderful way to start would be a dream"
"How 'bout the feeling of being trapped?"
"In a dream?"
"Maybe"
"Sounds more like a writer's . . . more
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June 03, 2008 10:21 PM EDT --
She used to sign her name on the water. Rowing in the lake.
He tried to reach there with his hands, trying to touch her poetic alphabets. Her name rippled away.
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