Lights down low, slow, rhythmic beats softly playing. A bottle of red and lipstick to match. Her glass had slight… Read more Gloria, what do you want? (99 words)
Just fine.
If you could permanently ban a word from general usage, which one would it be? Why? I was sitting at… Read more Just fine.
Literary (he)art – in 99 words.
This post is in response to the 99 word challenge by Charli Mills. How does it feel to be a… Read more Literary (he)art – in 99 words.
Full moon.
The moon is full the night is dressed in light – I’m jealous of her gown Pretty please let me… Read more Full moon.
Sushi, strangers and solitude.
Storytime. I had the night off and July was on her very best behaviour, so I decided to enjoy the… Read more Sushi, strangers and solitude.
Awash. (Stream of Consciousness.)
I long to once again be awash in sentiment to feel my way through life to sway back and forth… Read more Awash. (Stream of Consciousness.)
If Time was a person, and Moment another.
How laughable is Time That ever keeps on going When life grabs hold of hungry souls And fills them up… Read more If Time was a person, and Moment another.
Loneliness|Solitude.
I walk the line between loneliness and solitude between the isolation I’m handed and the isolation I choose. One step… Read more Loneliness|Solitude.
I finally felt nothing.
I walked past your house again and this time I felt nothing. No pull no tilted gravity no sudden wave… Read more I finally felt nothing.
When I opened my eyes. (escapril day 1)
I think all the school assigments as of late managed to drain me of words. The work has been either… Read more When I opened my eyes. (escapril day 1)
A Work Of Art. 