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Double Slit

Twinkling teeth head over heels His smile got me weak in the knees I made him mine I MADE him mine Wedding bells perfection Miscarriage miscarriage miscarriage

She’s got magic under her fingertips waiting to be unleashed She glances up and manipulates the entire sea when she cries a black hole of sadness warps everything in her path. When she’s happy as a Daisy the waters recede which could cause drought for days and days the pendulum swings from her to I causing downContinue reading “She is”

I Want It All

I Want It All Sitting in my cardboard box room Only small coin in my hand Flip on the tube, there’s happy people Living well across the land Got bright smiles and new clothing Spending money just for fun Why should they have all the pleasure Why not let me dance in the sun IContinue reading “I Want It All”

Frayed Ends

Frayed Ends And what, dear children, is the end of the world? Is it when a hydrogen bomb is triggered, and flesh and concrete and body and soul are brought to nothingness by the fury of a stillborn sun? Is it when the rich finally get tired of carrying the poor on their backs (or,Continue reading “Frayed Ends”

The Mason

The Mason He picked up a red brick Brushed it off and placed it on the wet cement. He had sweat on his brow that Drip dripped. His overalls and long sleeve plaid shirt Were a good choice that frigid morning But mid-day it was 80 degrees under the sun. He still stacked because ifContinue reading “The Mason”

6 reasons why you should write today.

Six reasons why you should stop doing what you’re doing and write right now. You’ll have something to look back on. Not only to see your own growth but to have those memories you hold so dear. To learn from your experiences. It’s much easier to learn from your experiences when they are written down.Continue reading “6 reasons why you should write today.”

Skirts

There is nothing here this is a blank sheet that needs my creativity, only my well has run dry or my muse has gone on vacation. It’s in you, your life is an inspiration but my life is dull dull dull and all I want is to write write write: no bars or small talk, onlyContinue reading “Skirts”

Dear Writer,

Your words give me something to live for. I have plenty to live for, but your words get me out of bed when the world is weighing so heavy nothing else matters. I truly wish the best for you and when the best finds you (if it hasn’t yet) I hope you don’t lose yourselfContinue reading “Dear Writer,”

Just to throw it out there

These are my favorite cookies from NYC. Raspberry Tart maybe? Can’t wait to go back. Anyone know of any awesome writing workshops out there? or anywhere in New England really.

To be

While I pick at this mold I’m asked What do you want to be A fluffy cloud? Nah, it’s too late A pipe? Nah, my arms are growing tired. Well what do you want to be? I wish to remain shapeless without form not caste in a womb and fired in a kiln I wishContinue reading “To be”