thoracic cavity
Wind separated leaves from limbs in the darkness. They pirouetted down onto the boy and girl as they lay in the grass beneath an old tree. Ligaments wrapped together, he supported her neck with his shoulder and she slid her hand underneath his shirt.
"You’re not as dead as you think," the girl said.
"Oh yeah? How do you know?" the boy asked.
"Because of this," she said. "Us here. Now. Sharing this moment. Connected to the earth. To each other. Isn’t it beautiful?"
"It’s sufficient," he said as he brushed a fallen leaf from the girl’s hair.
"You can’t fool me. You wouldn’t be here with me, like this, otherwise."
The boy shrugged.
"It’s all of us," the girl said. "You are alive because I am. Because the world doesn’t spin for the dead."
"Oh, God," The boy rolled his eyes, stifling a laugh.
"No, seriously," she said with a giggle. "Your eyes sparkle like the shooting stars above us. Your stubble is gritty like the dirt beneath us. And your chest," she said as she gently pressed on his sternum, "is warm from the blood rushing through us. I know you’re alive because I can feel it in you."
"Actually, I just had a sip of this white chocolate mocha," the boy said, raising his Starbucks container. "What you actually felt was it pass into my stomach. That’s all."
The girl stared with blank eyes as the boy drained his cup.
I so wanna read more of this.
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You’re so the guy in this story. He shares your quirks.
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I was with you at the beginning, somewhat hopeful. party pooper
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AHAHAHAHA. I did a double take when I saw your title, because uh, guess who is studying the thoracic cavity? I like the alliteration here. And I like how you drew us in with a brief look at what you’ve got going on. Good stuff. RYN: One would have to assume that the cartoon devil looks happy and jovial? You know, for ironic purposes. People are nuts.
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I like it.
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I like this. Somewhat disappointed in the ending, but that is simply because I am a romantic. Now I’m craving a white chocolate mocha.
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Interesting… you either reduced life to the warmth of white chocolate mocha filling your stomach or made a very profound statement that life can be found in even the smallest things, like a sip of a drink on an autumn day.
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RYN: Thanks for the vote of confidence. I bet you I haven’t even seen ten horror flicks. The only three films that I actually enjoyed- which are, coincidentally, the sickest and most fucked up of the lot- were “Silent Hill”, “The Cell”, and “Repo!”. They’re truly disgusting films, but I’m still able to appreciate the stunning visuals and lavish sets that they used.
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RYN: Bet you could show me quite a bit. While growing up, I wasn’t allowed to watch that stuff. Not even Jurassic Park. (Was it for religious reasons? I dunno. But it was verboten.) When I finally was able to sit down and watch films of that genre, I found myself thinking, “Yuck! I wasn’t missing much!” What are some of your favorite horror flicks?
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you know I’m always secretly hoping (well I guess it’s never been a secret) that you will take a dive into erotica. You know I’d read that book You are not that cold, you just wish you were. Unless you really are, if that’s the case I don’t want to know.
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mmm.. nice
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I like this. A lot.
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