The Craft
I tell myself,"Be a wreck before you,leave your bed.But be calm,and able.Disabled,but strong.Ring with true emotion.Like my family didn’t believe in us."It’s false.It’s farce.It’s crazy,but load bearing. Let the poets,cry themselves…
Genesis Revitalized II
Nine years ago, I started my blog. I went to a local nature area and the idea of starting this blog was started here as I took photos. This last…
Leak 7/26/20
The last week of the Month of Madness has begun! Remember This: Visual Poetry-7/26/20 5:00 PM MST Genesis Revitalized II: Photography-7/27/20 5:00 PM MST What We Left Behind: Short Story-7/28/20…
Gemma Andrews: Stage 1
Start from the beginning:Saralynn Draper: Stage 1 This transcript follows closely to the termination of the psychological evaluations of five individuals who worked at South Tech labs. All participants in the…
The Seasons are Changing
The tides roll in.I breathe in deep so I can see again.The windows break.I still can’t see why we can’t stay friends. The cycle just keeps spinning around.Maybe I’ll succeed the…
A Teardrop in the Ocean
Creep the streets,till the morning,praying the sun away.I hear the people weeping. Making deals,with the dead,whether it be,God or Mammon.Tear drops in the ocean. There’s a great notion. I hear them talk,then fought,then…
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