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Inner Workings of an Insomniac
Inner Workings of an Insomniac
Inner Workings of an Insomniac
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Inner Workings of an Insomniac

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A collection of short stories and poetry documenting the thoughts of an insomniac throughout the course of a single night.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherLulu.com
Release dateJun 13, 2014
ISBN9781312275836
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    Inner Workings of an Insomniac - Brianna Childres

    Inner Workings of an Insomniac

    Copyright © 2014 Brianna Childres

    All rights reserved.

    ISBN-13: 978-1-312-27583-6

    DEDICATION

    For those who loved me enough to support my dreams and those who didn’t and made them all the easier to reach…

    This is for you.

    Contents

    Eventide

    A Beautiful Day

    Feces Occurs

    Ordinary

    Our Home

    Something in the Way

    This is for you, love

    Vesper Bell

    Easier than Breathing

    Forever and On, My Friend

    Listen

    Modern Day Rapunzel

    Roller Coaster Ride

    Nightfall

    Buried Alive

    In Case of Zombie Attack

    Mona

    Mr. Jameson

    Wasting Time

    Moonrise

    Faceless People

    High Above Me

    Moonlit Lullaby

    Run-in with the Beast

    Shallow People

    Witching Hour

    3 a.m.

    A Star that Breathes

    Abyss

    Danger of Hope

    Defeated Again

    Dead of Night

    Away

    Coffee Shoppe

    Dream of a Dream

    My Face is a Waterfall

    Opposite

    Strikes Again

    Morning Tide

    A Moment

    And so it began…

    Fairy Tale Lives

    Pocketbook

    Remember When

    Where I’m From

    Eventide

    Perfumes are the feelings of flowers, and as the human heart, imagining itself alone and unwatched, feels most deeply in the night-time, so seems it as if the flowers, in musing modesty, await the mantling eventide ere they give themselves up wholly to feeling, and breathe forth their sweetest odors. Flow forth, ye perfumes of my heart, and seek beyond the mountains the dear one of my dreams!

    Heinrich Heine

    A Beautiful Day

    The noise and bustle fills her ears: the strong gait of the patrolman’s horse, gleeful giggles of the children at play.  Laughter lifts in the air to meet the loving chitter-chatter of the baby birds calling to their mothers.  Cyclists whisk by, tires whirling, bells ringing.  The heat of the sun’s beams warms the backs of all the passersby.  Some walk past without so much as a second glance.  Others stare, pitying her for not being able to enjoy this beautiful day.  She smiles, knowing their thoughts.  She sees the irony.  They see more than she does, sure, but she can feel.  She listens as they rush past, late for their next big moment.  Sure, they see, but she sees too.  She sees what they take for granted.  She sees THIS moment, while all they do is run toward the next big thing.  The sun smiles down on her cotton filled eyes.  It is a beautiful day. 

    Feces Occurs

    I tapped my foot impatiently as I stood at the end of the driveway.  She was late, as usual.  I really wasn’t surprised.  Her car could barely make it to the end of the driveway, let alone to pick me up from school.  I smiled as I thought of her car: a 2002 limited edition Chevy Camaro.  She named it Lady, after the Styx song.  It was supposed to be white, but the dirt roads usually left it more of a sand color.  The sticker on the back read feces occur. The matter-of-fact tone of it matched Mel perfectly.  At that moment,

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