Despite her best effort, Amy hadn’t been able to bring herself to attend the gathering after Danny’s service. in all honesty, she had barely been able to make it through the funeral itself. All too aware of the stairs as she had been, that followed her throughout the day, watching her like some side exhibit at a science fair, just waiting for her to implode.

She felt like it.

She couldn’t handle...

Lamenting the death of my partner, now 5 years alone.

Over this time I’ve come to pick up their old habits and routines.

Sitting crisscrossed in their dining chair as they always have.

Saying farewell to the sun as it sets in the evening as they always have.

I exhibit their facial expressions.

I project their tone.

Wearing their clothes, reading their favorite stories. I’ve inhabited their...

My demons come to haunt me,

they inhabit my frail heart.

My pain like an exhibit,

that they all fundraised to start.

It’s dead in here, they lament,

as they shiver in the dark.

Hell freezes over in

my lonely broken heart....

My dearest friend, did I inhabit your heart? Did you exhibit it with every lingering gaze you sent my way? I remember your eyes catching every word that I uttered as if it were a precious jewel. But look at how I’ve treated you. I let our love never start at all because I was afraid to face my own heart. One day, I thought I’ll say it aloud. I thought of you in the long term but this world disagre...

He was an exhibit. With honey-colored skin and hair dipped in gold. They would gather around him, morning and evening, inhabiting the cold, linoleum space of his new home. Breathing in the residue of the artist’s fingers. The air she left behind when she couldn’t color any longer. And when they read his name, etched below his body, they lamented. For his beauty was as tragic as the Devil....

Look at me.

I’ve inhabited this planet for trillions and trillions and years, and now look at me.

These humans, these monsters... they have invaded my planet. They have invaded my home and burned everything I’ve ever loved. They have betrayed me.

Look at me.

Sitting here in a cage, in a costume, being tortured. I am beaten, and I am bruised. Chained to the wall of my prison, a prison that the ...

I decided to use more then 10 lines... because I could

Her heels clicked on the marble staircase

Red like blood, and making her look far taller than she really was

Her skirt was tight; fitting against her slim body

She had little range of motion in that skirt

It annoyed her

But no matter, she had a mission

Being an aspiring artist, one must find inspiration

In whatever, whomever, or wherever

Sh...

Inhale the vapors of the socialist endeavors

Inhabit the American dream within lies and deceit

Exhibit the brainwashed corruption to the population

As I lament in my own desolation with walls that feel like they’re caving in

As i wither of the cancer you rendered me...

Caspian was captivated as the meld dance played out in front of him. Limbs weaving effortlessly between ripples of silvery skin. He was a small boy skimming stones on the Loch once more.

Hobart observed him, a wry smile on his face.

‘You see how they inhabit one another’s body? As if two minds have become one?’

‘It’s mesmerising’ Caspian was snapped back to the present by the old man’s interj...

He stared at the row of paintings. He lamented his decision to put on this exhibit at all, let alone to show the pictures of her. He stared guiltily at the first, her smiling back at him with that coy grin that had disarmed him from the start. His gaze drew along the row as her image grew more distressed in each one until he settled on the last. Almost unrecognisable, her withered sunken face judg...