Fur Ball of Love

It's about our pet. Any grammar corrections will be largley appreciated. THANKS.

My New World

Nothing left to say

Some call it writers block But I say going blank Tried writing a short story And honestly? It stank! Started a dramatic poem Soon ran out of rhymes Writing a Victorian classic

The Essence (Part three of three)

In the morning I awoke to find someone had switched off the light and taken the bottle I’d been drinking from. There was a bowl of muesli and a jug of milk on the bedside cabinet.

Hesitancies of Reason

A pause between the now, and then. Understanding, like these ancient rivers forming slowly. All the centuries of reaching desire. A need to hold. Formations carved by so many seasons

Myth Day 4 and Conclusion

DAY 4: EXT. TREE, MORNING.

Waiting In Line

A snippet

Poppy Sings : "Lord, I'm numb,"

Poppy sings for Olwen 'cause she begs her to Busk the husk of dusk 'til Dawn Opium O-O paean She's the heroin(e) Of the laud in 'em 11 November 1995
Cherry

Unrealized

One man finds something intriguing, and realizes he sees things differently. Another man cannot find hope.

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