She entered. He perished. She left.
She entered. He perished. She left.
"O reason, reason, abstract phantom of the waking state, I had already expelled you from my dreams, now I have reached a point where those dreams are about to become fused with apparent realities: now there is only room here for myself. "
-Louis Aragon
Never forward. Never back. Always central.
Here were we wretched creatures of men making for each other's throats, and outraging the good earth which God had made so fair a habitation [Prester John - John Buchan].
Jealous, misled husband kills innocent wife. (Aka Othello)
The dog died after its birth.
Here were we wretched creatures of men making for each other's throats, and outraging the good earth which God had made so fair a habitation [Prester John - John Buchan].
Addled blogger runs out of stories.
Hitler had a daughter? Am I...
Please don't look at me like that. Joan?
Don't tell me you lost it.
ok, that was bad =P
I saw the ending. It's now.
I saw the word. It wrote.
it may never try
but when it does it sigh
it is just that
good
it fly
"Your'e Nice". Many wines. New Lovers.
He explained, "Now, a cliffhanger is …"
"Im Arm der Liebe schliefen wir selig ein…" ("Liebesode" - Otto Erich Hartleben)
New poetry collection available (Kindle and paperback)
Learned. Sought. Found. Struggled. Collapsed. Understood.
You must be the change you wish to see in the world. -- Mahatma Gandhi
Nice he said. Now cool of.
it may never try
but when it does it sigh
it is just that
good
it fly
6 words short story thread.
"I seemed to have sensed also from an early age that some of my experiences as a reader would change me more as a person than would many an event in the world where I sat and read. "
Gerald Murnane, Tamarisk Row
One infected chicken, this world's end.
Rejection: two theatre tickets, one seat empty.