Life Closed Eyes

Slice of life.

Rebel - Part Two

The warm sun seeped through the blinds of Richard’s hotel room, the light sweeping across his eyelashes. (I'm open to comments

Quietly in the Garden

The roses round her all were yellow...

Anticus' Antics

The ants crawled into the anthill, bringing in food for the queen ant. But one ant was watching.

We

I figure if I don’t give myself credit for even attempting life on a daily basis I might one day just stop trying.

Merry X

Terry awoke with sore eyes and a tar-coated tongue, brain shifting like egg yolk ready to split. He snatched a bowl by his feet, filled it with some cheap wine from his gut.

As She Sleeps; a pantoum.

A pantoum of twilight apprehensions.

B Is For

being who you are truly are accepting the truth of you then living life as true

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Wordsmith at work

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