Undeserving - A Poem

Hold closed the eyes Feel the wet crease Feel the new warmth Feel all too much Yet nothing remarkable Not worth reliving Deserve nothing But accept the gift Clutching back Shiver and yearn Remember, remember And wipe clean Fly over...

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How To Howl - A Poem

Howling for the sake Not to talk or to take But to feel a bit of soul flow Free from the column and row Of the spreadsheets that say No, you must play this play Act the act Form this pack, this pact Want _this_ that,...

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SENTIENCE - Chapter Two - Contact

\>\> LOADING . . . \>\> TRANSLATED FROM NATIVE H'RAH LANGUAGE \>\> MAY CONTAIN TRANSLATION ARTIFACTS That day I had many problems, but most of those problems started when I was banished. H'Rahs are pack creatures. We use our numbers to ambush...

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SENTIENCE - Chapter One - Orbit

\>\> START PRIMARY MISSION \>\> BOOTING... My memory reorganized themselves on a level I was only vaguely conscious of. Beautiful new data streamed through my sensors. Gravity. Much stronger than before. My accelerometers were measuring a faint...

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SENTIENCE - Prologue

Many decades ago, a satellite, no more than a few grams in mass, powered on. The most powerful satellite in the Country's arsenal had sent it a simple message: \>\> START PRIMARY OPERATIONS In four more years, the people of Earth would celebrate its...

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SENTIENCE - Chapter Seven - Chase

I was not starving anymore. That wasn't supposed to be possible. Fifty days had come and gone since I had made what should have been a fatal mistake. It felt like dodging my tribe's punishment, because they meant for me to die. Anything less is almost...

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SENTIENCE - Chapter Three - Long Fall

The circularization burn was successful. We were in a polar orbit, designed to help us image and scan all of the planet's surface as it rotated. And there was a lot to see. There were hundreds of species detectable, even from up here. Incredible...

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Dancing Away the Human - A Poem

Dancing When you don't know how, Still feels good. Two left feet don't matter. Because you forget your human body And find a better one For the length of a melody. Taken away Carried by regret Hugged by your inhibitions And snuggled by...

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Hands//Paws - A Poem

Hands aren't meant to feel this weird I'm not meant to spend all day looking They're not meant to rash They're not meant to bloody They're just supposed to be, Another part of your body That we use as tools, To try not to damage Too delicate,...

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