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Daily Deviation
Daily Deviation
August 2, 2013
As *dragon-fly-to-me proves in her non-fictional account, Constant, even in pain, there's beautiful moments to be shared.
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Suggested by wdnest
Literature
Foresight
Debra Mae was an astonishingly good programmer.
Her code always worked correctly the first time, and she never missed a deadline. Her workspace was immaculate, but curiously devoid of personal effects. No framed pictures, no toys, just her small collection of pens lined up according to color and an inbox for the occasional old-school paper input.
Her computer was equally immaculate. Nothing extra on her desktop, no stray icons. If one peeked at her browser history there’d be nothing there but work-related google searches and company stuff.
She dressed neatly but very plainly. I suspected she had four dresses in her wardrobe an
Literature
Nourishment
“So your dad isn’t really your dad?”
“I have no evidence either way. Therefore, it is unwise to make a conclusion.” I frown at the tip of my pencil. “How do you spell your name?”
“X-U-A-N.” He glances at my paper. “Are you… making a list?”
“I don’t know why you make it sound so insensible, but yes.” I write Xuan next to a bullet point and make another point.
Do I have another point? I hadn’t even finished my toffee before the man who is not my father approached me.
Well, that means the toffee is still in my lunchbox, and I can have two toffee
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I Belong To You
I hate rain. Not really, I love it. Just not when the most beautiful, perfect, wonderful, perfect, comfortable, waterproof, perfect coat in existence has been savagely butchered by my so-called friend’s Dalmatian. Every slap of rain on my naked arms is a stinging reminder of the irreparable hole in my wardrobe.
Some people might try to fill the void with lesser coats but I can’t bring myself to betray Valentino, even after her death. Instead my slippery arms grapple with each other in wet shock as I stumble to the op shop, clinging to one last thread of hope. I know in my deadened heart that I’ll never have another co
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I didn't know about the DD, Jessica--it's probably the most well deserved Daily Deviation I've read...ever. Nope, not sucking up--just saying what I feel at the moment. I can see this happening in my minds eye as I've had surgery of this type many times myself as several of my nieces and nephews were doctors in their youth (one turned out to be a doctor in adult life but I don't hold that against him).
Isn't it strange how a appendix can regenerate so many times? Well done, my friend!
Isn't it strange how a appendix can regenerate so many times? Well done, my friend!