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DazedPuckBunny

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Twitchy lady who is addicted to tea and writing. That pretty much sums me up. :)

I'm a bit overly friendly, maybe creepily so, but that's okay. I refuse to apologize.

Track me down at: http://ceemartinez.blogspot.com

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https://twitter.com/DazedPuckBunny

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Stories by DazedPuckBunny

Muse

by DazedPuckBunny – 3 months ago

What do you make of the man who sells his muse?
It's what she wants.
It's what she asks for.
It's the active creation of a ghost, the planning for something that remains in verse and shadow long after the departure of the flesh.
It's the creation of memory ...   [Read more...]

Undone

by DazedPuckBunny – 4 months ago

Love did me in.
It slows you--but not in the bad way
bad is when you
can't react, when
you're reaching for
the doorknob you
...   [Read more...]

To Tempt a Maid

by DazedPuckBunny – 5 months ago

"This is it?" Leila said with a wrinkled nose, her hands were clasped behind her back as she slowly approached the animal.

Myron stared at the blue ribbon sitting in a bow on the back of her head, eclipsing her dark brown tresses like an ...   [Read more...]

Automaton Ghost

by DazedPuckBunny – 9 months ago

"Wait, let me send a pic...." Darren closed one eye as he aimed his phone and snapped a picture, capturing the female figure in three quarter view, just before the turning stage she stood on spun her slowly away.

He gazed at the picture,...   [Read more...]

The Rift

by DazedPuckBunny – 10 months ago

In 1921, he flew from the Great Rift Valley. That was the foundation of his reputation. Whispered, announced, stated, introduced, it always provided a collective puckering of lips, a breathing of "oohs" and then sips of champagne as fingers were ta...   [Read more...]

Butterfly Altered

by DazedPuckBunny – 10 months ago

She was the most delicate girl in town. I liked to think of her as something made out of matchsticks, and knobby joints. Her voice, it never seemed to mature, even as she stretched into a teenager, and curves set in, she would still skitter on her t...   [Read more...]

Wave

by DazedPuckBunny – 12 months ago

Waves.

When I opened my eyes the image faded, something from a dream. The waves were pink, lapping against the beach and around my ankles. The pink was tinged with pale green, and the forms in the distance, all of them waist deep in the water were the last to...   [Read more...]

I Haz a Bus

by DazedPuckBunny – about 1 year ago

"I has a bus! I iz in it!"--written in black sharpie on the pink paper. The torn end of it soft and frayed, the grocery list on the back now outraged with the bleedthrough of the ink.

"Wait, shouldn't it be like, E-E-N E-E-T?" Linda...   [Read more...]

Note Found on a Tombstone

by DazedPuckBunny – about 1 year ago

100 feet away--it completely wrecks you.

I never loved you. I always didn't like you. Sometimes, I really feel bad for you. Usually you just pissed me off.

I've never met anyone with the need you have to stand so close to things. I got...   [Read more...]

The Bigger Man

by DazedPuckBunny – over 1 year ago

I couldn't sleep with her next to me.

It's one thing to want to be a bigger man. It's completely different to assume that you are.

My life thus far, untainted by ill temper, prejudice, greed, even religion, had ensconsed me, rolled me out to gre...   [Read more...]