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Wearing Down, not Wearing Out

Tired. That’s the word of the week in my house. With my bride’s new eating patten (see Learning to Accept Where We Are), she hasn’t been getting the calories that she needs to maintain a healthy weight and her energy level. 880 more words


"We're not so different from convicts on the run..."

[“BLA and GB Gabbler” (really just a pen name – singular) are the Editor and Narrator behind THE AUTOMATION, vol. 1 of the Circo del Herrero series. 17 more words


Prostrate [Part I]

I. Eight

To be laid at full length, flattened

As a shirt at the harsh bottom of the

Heavy, heavy luggage née Atmosphere,

With face pressed down, restlessly… 345 more words


The Ingmar Bergman Appreciation Society

Thinking back

I still recall the true despair

The solid black depression

I didn’t realise at the time

But I was an honourable member

Of the Ingmar Bergman Appreciation Society… 42 more words


March of the Damned, Hallelujah!

Tearing My Seams, Artist Fernanda Suarez

March of the Damned, Hallelujah!

Going live in, three, two, one…

Raised on a diet of
White-Bread Egg-Whites
Russet-Potatoes Starched-shirts… 339 more words

Field Of Thorns

Evening tea.

“Keep the inside of your soul as warm as your tea.” Her dad once left a clueless note in her diary reading a stupid statement. She couldn’t get it at that time but now, after feeling a cold gust of the outside and the sharp spark of her heart, she wished to have burning hot tea & an even warmer soul. 412 more words




Immeasurable –
the depth of despair,
deep as the blossom’s beauty.

© ettemeyer

Weekly Photo Challenge: This week,  share with us your take on “depth” — you can take it literally, like me, by showing something (a dense forest, your lawn after a blizzard) that suggests volume, a distance between surface and bottom. 39 more words