April 2013
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My Sister, My Hero
My Sister, My Hero Poem by Aliyah Sauer
For my sailor sister, my step-sister, my friend- Amanda.
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From neighbors to friends
From friends to sisters-
Parents remarried after mirror divorces.
Shared memories modeled after
Our favorite TV shows-
Showing our secret sisterhood
By playing at Sailor Scouts.
My favorite name to be known as- is Chibi Moon.
As my Sailor Scout sister
Hit...
March 2012
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In Other News...
I’m going to be a published Author and Artist in this brilliant new magazine called Equal.
You can go to their tumblr Here.
Or for those whose computer hates links: http://equalmagazine.tumblr.com/
I hope you read the first issue! And be sure to watch for Yours Truly.
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Dulcis Memoria
Dulcis Memoria
Narrative
Non-Fiction
by Aliyah Sauer
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Close your eyes. Go back in time, sift through your memories, and go back to the one time where everything felt right. Think back to the one time in your life that made you happier than any other. A moment in time, a memory you cherish more than any other. You know the moment: everyone has one. For one of my friends, it was...
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A Series of Extraordinary Events
A Series of Extraordinary Events (aka: Who says we can’t be superman?) Prompted by The London Evening Standard article “I was six before I began learning to read, admits Callow”
Inspirational Article
by Aliyah Sauer
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From the time I was a child, even in my most early memories, there’s an odd consistency. There are two words, everywhere I went, almost as if they were...
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Field Trip
Field Trip!!!
Inspired by an Oil Painting of a Phone in Other Treasures
Short Fiction
by Aliyah Sauer
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All the kids were excited. They filed into the museum in an orderly line, teachers in front and name tags visible. That didn’t mean they were quiet, though. They were far too thrilled to be pulled out of classes for the day. Because of this, the hall was a jumble of voices...
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Various How-To's
How to Change a Diaper and How to Give a Cat a Pill
Description
Short Fiction(?)
by Aliyah Sauer
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How to Change a Diaper
Catch the baby. Place baby on the changing table. Remove the diaper. Fold the diaper in thirds to seal in any waste. Throw it into the diaper pail. Catch the baby. Place the baby back on the changing table and gently hold down with one hand. Use your...
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February 2012
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So. I've finally decided to update my LJ. Tell me... →
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Words: A Self Portrait
Words: a Self Portrait Description by Aliyah Sauer
Porcelain skin and gorgeous eyes the color of grass and honey, the shades brought out by the wine colored hair that frames my face and flows down to my shoulders. Usually kept up with two thin streams of color to cover either temple, it’s strong and springy but soft and the texture of polished silk. Then there’s the roses-and-crème complexion...
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Desire Lines
Desire Lines Short Semi-Fiction(?) by Aliyah Sauer for my friend, Elena
The first time I stumbled upon it by accident. I was really young, and had just been told to look at others work for ideas. So I was scanning websites full of other peoples art: painting and drawing, mostly, like mine. I went through words and phrases of subject matter, the search bar helping me sort through it...
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So I was feeling all proud of my work, posting half of it to try and sell, looking to raise money for some fitness equipment… Then I look in the art tag/art for sale tag. Now I feel like such an amateur, now…
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Years Later
Years Later: Based off of Into The Night: My Gypsy Boy Dialogue by Aliyah Sauer
It’s been 15 years since her childhood friend vanished. Her parents spent their time trying to get her to forget the boy and all the “witchcraft” he’d taught her. She’d been through everything from prayer circles and spiritual healing to psychologists and shock therapy. Most of that, of course, just...
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To a part of me:
To my body:
An experiment in writing by Aliyah Sauer Dear body, I just wanted to apologize. To apologize for so, so much… And to thank you: but I’ll get to that.
I am so, so sorry. For everything. I’m sorry for the way I saw you. I’m sorry I blamed you, and I’m sorry I hated you. I’m sorry that for eleven long years I let others get to me; for letting them redefine what I...
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I'm going to start posting either pictures or...
Because I have some art which I am looking to sell. I am also taking prompts, and I will do my best.
I am currently trying to make enough money for some fitness equipment. If you have any interest, please feel free to message me or use my submit. Until then, I know I don’t have much here, but you can also look at some of my more amateur work on my Roleplay account.
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Sweetest Sins (Extended)
Sweetest Sins (Extended for Class) Poem by Aliyah Sauer
In heat filled halls we break our bread-
The wine consumed keeps demons fed-
Innocence displaced by lusts-
For slender legs and luscious busts
The sun slinks low and hides away
And morals flee like light of day.
The couples move to darker rooms
Where desire’s sound, the baseline, booms.
A quiet start from hesitation—
Which...
January 2012
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Is it sad that I have yet to see anyone make MirrorMask Valentines Day cards? Is it worse that I want some? picturing ‘you can be my Valentine~’ on them
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What happens if you fall in love with a writer?
Lots of things might happen. That’s the thing about writers. They’re unpredictable. They might bring you eggs in bed for breakfast, or they might all but ignore you for days. They might bring you eggs in bed at three in the morning. Or they might wake you up for sex at three in the morning. Or make love at four in the afternoon. They might not sleep at all. Or they might sleep right through the...
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One Extraordinary Boy
One Extraordinary Boy
Prompted by an Icarus Sculpture Fiction by Aliyah Sauer
It all started with me, said the earth, Back in when Greece was bright and in it’s prime. There was a man, newly called to leadership, and his beautiful daughter. They had a terror which needed to be jailed by a demi-god, and a man from afar was hired. He had them build of me an intricate maze, some place...
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WatchThis was a prompt for a short story I wrote. Well, this and another video. The video prompt will have a link in said story, as will this. Start at about 5 minutes.
I apologize for my phone’s shoddy quality, as well.
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In which I post old poetry.
Of angels and demons
Poem by Aliyah Sauer Whether angel or demon
Of dark or in light
Something about you- your magic is leaving me
Spellbound.
Just the thought of your lips
Not a kiss, not a touch
Is enough to leave me a pile of mush- I am
Lonely.
Wishing you well and loving you more
I’m afraid you don’t feel the same way
and it hurts cause I’m afraid to bring out the L word-
And I don’t mean...
tea-and-grapefruits:
So, I’ve gained a few more followers recently…
WHICH MEANS IT’S TIME FOR A DISCLAIMER!
Here’s a few things:
Firstly, I often spam about this guy I like, who we call “Nice Whovian Guy”
People ship us.
Our ship name is “Em-J”
No, I don’t understand it either.
Secondly, Once a month, a few of us Whovians and Sherlockians have some bondage bondage fun time via tumblr. We...
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Sherlock in Love
Sherlock in Love: Irenelock Fanwriting Drabble by Aliyah Sauer He wasn’t supposed to love.
This needless emotion that he’d been without all of his life, and yet… Something about The Woman caused a reaction unlike anything he’d ever known. He had always been cool, calculating, logical… Love was pure emotion in the strongest of forms. A combination of chemicals and defect of human biology that...
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The Unfolding Adventure: Chapter 3
Aliyah’s Unfolding Story Adventure
OC DW Fic Chapter 3 by Aliyah Sauer “Wait, what?” Aliyah squeaks, “How could I not see you? You came barreling down the hallway like you were being chased by lions!” She takes a breath, something she feels hasn’t happened since being shoved into the closet.
“Because-” the man says, taking over at her pause, “I’m wearing this.” He pulls out a chain from under...
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The Unfolding Adventure: Chapter 2
Aliyah’s Unfolding Story Adventure
OC DW Fic Chapter 2 by Aliyah Sauer
All too soon, Aliyah’s alarm goes off at 6 am, and she easily turns it off. She sits up in bed and rubs her eyes, glasses askew from sleeping with them on. She gets up slowly and pads softly into the kitchen, making herself tea and oatmeal for breakfast before once again taking out the laptop. She looks at the key ring full...
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The Unfolding Adventure
Aliyah’s Unfolding Story Adventure
OC DW Fic Chapter 1 by Aliyah Sauer
It’s a Saturday morning, 8 am, and an alarm clock sounds in a tiny flat on the outskirts of London. A girl, brunette, petite, and fairly pretty rolls over in her bed and tries to hit the snooze button, knocking a pair of glasses to the floor as she does so. “Mnf~” she mumbles, rubbing her eyes before scooping the glasses from...
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Sweetest Sins
Sweetest Sins Poem by Aliyah Sauer
In heat filled halls we break our bread-
The wine consumed keeps demons fed-
The rhythm pounds to moving hips,
To heaving chests and heavy grips.
The steam filled rooms and heavy heat
Fill up fast with the brutal beat.
Cries of sirens fill the air
Amongst corruption everywhere.
Movement, lithe, amongst the shadows;
The time between the gasping narrows-
An...
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Defining Love:
A personal definition: Love Opinion piece by Aliyah Sauer Love… Love is more than just a feeling someone can inspire, although it can be that. Love is… A commitment, a statement that you want to share yourself with someone, all of you. And that they’re free to share themselves with you, without judgment.
It’s building a relationship, building trust… Being close with another person, in every way,...
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Here. This is easier. I don't feel like reblogging... →
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Ok. So I wrote this poem...
But since it’s inspired by both some of my writing and Secret Diary of a Call Girl, I’m putting it under a read more. ;D
Sweetest Sins
In heat filled halls we break our bread-
The wine consumed keeps demons fed-
The rhythm pounds to moving hips,
To heaving chests and heavy grips.
The steam filled rooms and heavy heat
Fill up fast with the brutal beat.
Cries of sirens fill the air
Amongst...
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Into the Night
Into the Night: My gypsy boy
Fiction by Aliyah Sauer
When I was a little girl, a bunch of people moved into the house next to ours. There was a mom, and a dad, an aunt and uncle and granddad… And there was a little boy. All I remember was thinking, “Oh! Look, he dresses like a faerie.” Now, I was maybe four, but I already knew faeries weren’t the same as fairies. The Fae were spirits, as a...
Ok, so I'm just gonna spam a bunch of pictures of...
And since I’m lazy, I might just reblog them from my RP account (which has been moonlighting as a personal)
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tumblrbot asked: WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE INANIMATE OBJECT?
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