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Anti-reflective by enigmaticsmile, literature

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Anti-reflective

The flashes started about 3 weeks ago. They weren’t really flashes at first. They were just reflections of light in the lenses of my glasses, usually the right lens. I had picked up my new glasses at the optometrist about four weeks ago. I hadn’t wanted to go to the optometrist and get new glasses in the middle of a pandemic, but my four-year-old daughter had inadvertently scratched my old pair so bad that my work as a software tester was severely hampered. At first, I would see what I thought were bright reflections in my lenses of the overhead lighting in our house. All the rooms except one had ceiling-mounted lamps, so to get a reflection when leaning over or just canting my head to a certain angle made sense. The shapes of the reflections, yes, they were round-ish like a light. But when I moved my head around to re-create the phenomena, I couldn’t get it to happen again. This went on for two weeks when I went back to the optometrist. My old glasses had never done this to me, and

fresh cut connectivity by enigmaticsmile, literature

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fresh cut connectivity

the telephone wires wish they still sent telegraphs touching far cities through newly strung copper riding up on fresh cut pine poles dots and dashes brought to life electric pulses beating a rhythm lancing the far distances received by a quick attentive ear one anticipated letter after another the interstates often reminisce about the days they were tasked with the conveyance of white-wall tired softly sprung, eight-cylinder cars like Packard DeSoto Nash gliding on the belief that Made in America was infallible and the future held nothing but blue skied family vacations traveled along Ike's network and now the end user dreams of the fi

10:06pm and honestly by enigmaticsmile, literature

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10:06pm and honestly

10:06pm 76 degrees partly cloudy people are dying they always are I can stand outside in southern suburbitude hearing nothing but cycling on and off and on of central air units reveling in the remains of a cooled down sunny day but it's so real now runningheadlineswebsitesradionewsyoutubereddit it is everywhere and, so they say, that it is everywhere "'We are slowly descending into chaos' Miami doctor says" "Emergency field hospital set up in Central Park" and so we stay at home wife child and I working at home learning at home spring cleaning the home weeding and watering at home playing at home living at home I research seve

one morning stand by enigmaticsmile, literature

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one morning stand

never had I moments of waking in a strange bed next to lithe flesh unknown to me yet I presumably I had known it the night before my wakings in beds always I remember alone in soul even when with loved one at my side morning is horror I disavow thought 'til noon avoiding the comprehension of another day starting my continued role on its stage cringing at rehearsed lines I must enunciate to project to the back row critics of my performance always do I wonder could I ever once pry open my own hungover lids to comprehend a new ceiling thread count unfamiliar the scent of a stupored knowing caressing my senses would I then dread every mornin

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Tables Waited by enigmaticsmile, literature

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Tables Waited

Tables waited on her. On any given Friday night there would be at least three groups of people in the waiting area of Campell's Family Cuisine Kitchen who only wanted to be seated in Naomi's section. It was a bit of a headache for the Campells, because a lot of the other wait staff would quit because they weren't making good tips. Naomi was the gold standard, not that the Campells ever said that, and the other wait staff couldn't help but feel a little put off by her popularity. None of them actually hated Naomi, mind you. Everybody loved Naomi. You couldn't not love Naomi. She was sweet, she was patient, she was quick and never forgot an

daybreak of the corporate poet by enigmaticsmile, literature

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daybreak of the corporate poet

a cultural revolution and the dry sockets of litany ramble through my morning head Hello! Good Morning! How are ya? Took the stairs up instead of the elevator? So and so brought bagels in this morning! and it drones on cubicles stories about their kids meetings deadlines emails interdepartmental silos deadlines and cubicles my footsteps clad in corporate culture however belie truth one shoe, always cocked slightly out to one side means I walk with them but in my bones lies the structure of the offbeat wordsmith visionary seeing the haloed chaotic human underglow in this corporate, halcyon-surfaced day.

A Death You Can't Rhyme by enigmaticsmile, literature

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A Death You Can't Rhyme

I didn't feel any trepidation about visiting my half-brother until I got off the Interstate. I had been fine on the flight from New York to Tampa, relaxed at the rental car agency, and even delighted driving downtown by the city skyline. But as I passed by all the eastern suburbs and got off the exit for Ruskin and headed east, I got a feeling way down in my stomach that was either caused by emotion or by cilantro. I hadn't had any of the latter in quite some time. Motoring through the retirement community of Sun City was pleasant enough, and it still made me feel like I was near to modern civilization. But once I got past that, and then

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A Death You Can't Rhyme by enigmaticsmile, literature

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Artist // Hobbyist // Literature

Feb 15
United States
Deviant for 22 years
instagram.com/iwasretroyesterday
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My Bio

Hobbyist writer, hoping to publish someday. Huge Edward Hopper fan. Father of one energetic, funny, intense 4-year-old.

Favourite Visual Artist

Edward Hopper

Favourite Movies

Anything with Natural Disasters or Horror

Favourite TV Shows

Fringe, Walking Dead, Ghost Mine, Ghost Hunters, Family Guy, The Colbert Report, The Daily Show,

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

Changes weekly

Favourite Writers

e.e. cummings

Tools of the Trade

Brain, Fingers

Other Interests

Writing, Thinking, Music, Driving, Imagining, Over-Analyzing

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QueenKitK

Aug 27, 2023

So I was on here many many years ago, and the only username I remember following was yours. Glad to see you're still here and your writing is just as gorgeous as ever

enigmaticsmile

Sep 17, 2023

OMG, that's such an amazing compliment! I haven't written as much since I became a father 8 years ago, but I still check in. Thank you so very, very much!