Etcetera,Etcetera, Etcetera

Written recently for a challenge. The prompt word was Vane/vein/vain. 1, 2, or all 3

Etude in F******Major

An old one Etude…It sure sounded like one to me when I wrote it after weeks of writer's block

The Flickering Streetlight

Walking home with a heart as heavy As my feet on the wet tarmac. Above my head, the streetlamps light the afternoon Competing with the dying sun to light my way.

Paul is shit in bed

I tried and failled, was requested by a mate to do this. Before people say anything, he ain't real. Unless you know someone who is called Paul and shit in bed.
Cherry

The Dinner Party - Judy Chicago's Plates and The Woman of Spheres (ed)

A re-post.
Cherry

A Hard Week's Work

Man diverts his attention away from his mundane office job...
Cherry

Let's not go to work this morning

put our backpacks on both shoulders

The Angel of Mons - Chapter eight

Eight

Now we breath the Hyacinths' sweeter air...

Now we breathe the Hyacinths' sweeter air Framed by arches and not rivalry We have only a dream of the Paradise Garden That held to heart its House of Hell Needled me with a knowledge
Cherry

In The Rain

She takes a deep breath and stops running and spinning. She stands there a second and waits for something. She looks straight ahead. The whole night is dark. There are no lights any where.

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