Holding up inkblot: “What do you see?”
“Yes. His arms are held out,
bent at the elbows,
dangling unnaturally. 37 more words
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What is this silence;
that calls to mind
that fills one’s soul
with yearning oppression?
What is this stillness;
which, in its wake, 92 more words
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I am busy. Oh, so busy. I’ve no moments left to spare
Except for text, or email, or a voicemail from somewhere.
I live my life at a full run. 105 more words
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When you drench your bed with weeping. When your mourning makes loud dole.
When your groans exceed your sleeping: ’tis the Dark Night of your Soul. 168 more words
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The Rule and the Raven
Once I burned every story I had ever written. Literally. Then deleted the files. Or, I suppose I should begin in another place: I used to write stories. 1,767 more words
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K. Michel's Midnite Ramblings
I watch with you as the sun goes down
And though we watch together, we each watch alone
And the sun shines in two different minds… 107 more words
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Your loving heart radiates like the warm summer sun. Bringing me back from a place that was once cold dark and lonely.
– Ivy Willcox
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