E.K. Daniels

Joined March 2021

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Writer, watercolorist, and regular at the restaurant at the end of the universe. Twitter @inkladen

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Keeping House
The house keeps what the house has always kept: One drawer of keys that fit no living lock, Three clocks all set wrong,
By E.K. Daniels5 days ago in Poets
Tying the Knot
The forecast called for sunny skies, smooth seas, and high vis. But some storms you can’t see from shore. At first, the wakes rocked the boat, sending the landscaping swaying like a seesaw. Then, the whiteout came. Complete and utter obstruction, my hand barely visible directly in front of my face.
By E.K. Daniels12 days ago in Humans
this Being
this being human is a guesthouse. open the doors, like your eyes, it’s instinctual, you realize— you are alive. you cry.
By E.K. Daniels14 days ago in Poets
Unsinkable
MARITIME ADVISORY: An iceberg has been spotted. Coordinates have been verified. Our ship has been struck. HAZARD DESCRIPTION:
By E.K. Daniels28 days ago in Poets
Someone Moved the Ocean. Honorable Mention in Nothing But Voices Challenge.
“The Earthworms eat gravity in months that end in ‘Y’, Em.” “Yep, and they eat the apples because that’s where we found the Truth...
By E.K. Danielsabout a month ago in Fiction
HOW TO TEND TO A FIRE
WINTER IS COMING The weather is cold, and you have exhausted all available body heat. The seasons have shifted, and you need to adapt.
By E.K. Danielsabout a month ago in Fiction
Oh Democracy, She Left Without Her Handbag
My date lit up and smoked her fag. She went to powder her nose, Oh, democracy? She left without her handbag. * I watched her stumble, lipstick staining her rags,
By E.K. Daniels3 months ago in Poets
even the fleeting
a handful of warm soil, the last light sliding off a field, my father’s voice as he remembers something he once forgot.
By E.K. Daniels3 months ago in Poets
Fate Counts
The midnight lift dings, Sings songs of souls forgotten. Fate counts the seconds.
By E.K. Daniels4 months ago in Poets
Where?
Where is it we go, When the light leaves from our lips… A last breath or first?
By E.K. Daniels4 months ago in Poets
The Constitution
We are the people Witness to democracy, Watching it crumble.
By E.K. Daniels4 months ago in Poets
Waxing
In the dark, I found myself. In the mist, I lost my light In the sun, I thought I saw the truth, In the moon, I found disguise.
By E.K. Daniels4 months ago in Poets