The WOW and Woe moments of an irrepressible woman. DAISY DOES HER MASTERS IN CREATIVE WRITING. INTERNATIONAL JAZZ DAY BLOGGING EVENT CHALLENGE. Danger lurks in wild-eyed faces. Thoughts restrained to assuage feelings inverted debases. Danger thrusts a third eye world view,. Of hatred and vomit a careless overlook of blind men seeking to anew. Danger, it hawks in on her.

A Forum for Divergent Literature. The Writings of Jasper Kerkau. The Whisper and the Roar. Is it supposed to be this way? Hey you. God, why am I. Can you spare a holy smoke? You know the man who said he knew you tried to teach us.

Rediscovering my inner badass at 50. Friends of Brave and Reckless. You say my name Reverently A prayer A benediction It is a revelation As if I have never heard My name before Never. Adorned with cold starlight stare.

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If i had a heart. He ripped into my dreams again last night. I whisper in a jar, a hole in a tree. The words are trapped there waiting. Twirling its hair inside of a shell. But still saying its name. Someday they will know my hellfire wish.

Radiating through my body, waves of warmth and sunlight battered my internal world but left me sitting still. I looked over and these feelings drained out of me like a smashed bottle. I had been touching her bag.