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Ink Forces

Ink has forced itself to scribble inside of me,

Yearning for a pen to spill its guts

Unto sheets of emptiness

To hold on to stories… 183 more words


"Tanka 2" by July Stapleton

Breathing in crisp must;

The scents that herald winter.

Understanding that

written on each golden page,

Shining words of renewal.


NaPoWriMo 18/30 Found Twitter

Hitting the road

Hours of highway

I blame Wednesday

the problem is not the problem

it’s the attitude towards the problem

happiness is in Nippy’s Iced Chocolate… 88 more words


On the Wrag

Work Related Activity Group

We the people do not like Ian Duncan Smith

and his Work Related Activity Group, nor

His otherwise unpalatable special bedroom tax for the elderly… 80 more words



She let herself die.

She knew it was the only way she could be brought back to life.

-Lily P. McLaughlin-


My Road

Title: My Road
By: Francis Moje

It’s a tough lane where I’m going through.
The street is crowded with fires and thorns,
Spiked icicles and a lot of people. 243 more words


Keep loving that part of me that loves you so much~ It is all of me~ pic.twitter.com/5GuOtS83Cs

— Elusive Angel (@afterallmylove) April 18, 2015