She had a red bag

She had a red bag. It was big and bright and it fastened with a long zip that stretched around three of its four sides. It had a long strap which allowed it to hang low at her waist.

Condemned

Something moves and something turns and you will learn the shape of it. It grows out of the near darkness and out from the sounds of fear crawling through these dead streets.

Clutter Victory

At last, that feeling of pure space. My journey with the clutter mountain finally conquered. The carpet has grown several inches in land and I can even touch the back wall without leaning.

Resolutions

I have made my resolution; no more, no more crying over you. Not now, not ever.
Cherry

The Birth of Adam

Now You curl Fussy to furl The womb room cosy You tumble and turn as you trumpet your rosy free life but fear keeps you stapled and strung Then it will be the pushing and flush

Southbound

what it says....

Villa Latino

A lucky man escapes with his life and also finds love .

Where There is Life

My Garden in Winter

And The Sun Shone Down

Another old one, yet the message is still relevant.

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