Shutter Speed : Writing

We Are Highway Nights, Part IV

We Are Highway Nights, Part IV

A Poem by Shutter Speed


A fisherman's reel is the strand to reel the only one for me. It's shocking where we find ourselves sometimes. Not in the mirror but standing ..
We Are Highway Nights, Part III

We Are Highway Nights, Part III

A Poem by Shutter Speed


Heliocentricity, Phlegyas told us, is the answer. It is the reason we all end up crossing rivers and thus is the answer. He lived beneath the bri..
We Are Highway Nights, Part II

We Are Highway Nights, Part II

A Poem by Shutter Speed


We left the Highway of Gravel behind, heading due west to escape Phaeton’s destruction as long as we could. We were the gravitational center..
We Are Aries We Are Virgo

We Are Aries We Are Virgo

A Poem by Shutter Speed


Build on each other, He says? He says the Crux draws us together and the Hunter tears us apart, but He leaves us at that. We are Aries and Virg..
We Are Highway Nights, Part I

We Are Highway Nights, Part I

A Poem by Shutter Speed


Highway nights furnish themselves accordingly with the rusty silver crosses dangling from hitchhikers’ necks. They glimmer against the emera..
A Second Patiently

A Second Patiently

A Poem by Shutter Speed


A patient second is a dream, with only the speed of a shutter fast enough to linger a second into patience. For the laments of the single pixel wh..
Lack of a View

Lack of a View

A Poem by Shutter Speed


Life glues our feet to the ground, yet pushes us to grow faster faster (with every eraser mark) until our heads are in the clouds and we can't se..
The Things We Shall Assume

The Things We Shall Assume

A Poem by Shutter Speed


Blink and the evidence is gone. Not every moment is Kodak-worthy, not every memory one for us to anchor ourselves on. But the determined wave of ti..
A Day in a Nutshell

A Day in a Nutshell

A Poem by Shutter Speed


lost choosing, crammed between both sparkling water and gray paper to wait and see the night perform
Awaiting Southampton Avenue

Awaiting Southampton Avenue

A Story by Shutter Speed


"Nothing ever turns out how you expect it to, does it?" "Huh?" Tony gave a small jerk. His nightshift was dragging on, and his ..

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