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Masked Identity

Short story

I breath. The scent of the city astounds me. I move. The hustle and bustle of the crowd ensues me, surrounds me. I feel. 505 more words


Silver Lace

ill-disguised moon
restless cloud mask on your face
trimmed with silver lace

For Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Prompt #38 (Ill & Rest)


The Self - Portrait

The problem with disguise – it’s always a self – portrait, no matter how hard you try. A very interesting, and as I come to think of it, fairly true statement of one of my favorite fictional characters, Irene Adler from BBC’s Sherlock. 538 more words


Later. More humiliation.

Sarah has come to save me! Oh joy! Oh happiness! My brilliance will not be lost to the world after all!

She unlocks the cell door, and I stagger upright. 577 more words


pissed off

I didn’t want to write this

do this, screw this.

my pain is real, so

much so,  to complain, no

I’m not gonna  go,  there… 100 more words



Has someone hurt your feelings?  Are your children doing things you know you taught them NOT to do?  Maybe your job stinks, or worse, you need a job.  240 more words