Hi all.  Time for a new feature.  Keeping it pretty simple this time as I've found myself fairly stretched for time as of late.  So henceforth, a collection of works that have caught my eye.  Often I've liked more than one work from an artist, so please check out their galleries.

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Mature Content

We Kissed...It tasted of rainwater and warmth and something real—something alive.
It was a mistake and I can't fix it but I don't think I even want to.
It lingered on my lips like a stain and dyed my insides nervous.
It hurt me like nothing else and I can't breathe any more because I'm scared—so scared.
It was too rushed and teeth clattered and glasses brushed and why—why am I so awkward?
It felt like something rumbling under my feet and I didn't know what; but then I realised it was just me being me.
It needed to last forever because not enough things do that and maybe I want something like that (even if I deny it).
It was bitter and possessive and I couldn't let go.
It was my first.
It was our last.
It made me forget.
It made me remember.
It broke me but in that good way like breaking emergency glass in an emergency or breaking a ruthless military regime or breaking my fast in the morning with cereal and toast or like breaking the seal on a jar when no one else co  <da:thumb id="414568778"/> <da:thumb id="405823596"/> <da:thumb id="414206674"/> <da:thumb id="414178098"/> <da:thumb id="412347528"/>  <da:thumb id="410676955"/> <da:thumb id="413717963"/> <da:thumb id="413690295"/> <da:thumb id="412862949"/> <da:thumb id="414954596"/>  <da:thumb id="412943373"/>    <da:thumb id="365591960"/> <da:thumb id="398226616"/> The BrokenThe beauty of the broken
Was what she loved
Seeing the fragments
Of all that he was
She glued them together
Held them close to her heart
Did not see the edges
Of each individual shard
So they cut her open  
And tore her apart
Now she too is broken
'Cause fixing is hard.