Lori Lipsky | Poetry Patio
Caught in a marriage
without an escape route
I roll over
open my eyes
and find I’m with the man
of my choice… 16 more words
As I think of what to call the world I am building I wonder, what is in a name? You see it is not easy to think of something that is grand as noting starts out that way. 112 more words
1 hour, 52 minutes
Well. Sorry to say that I have to postpone the last chapter of previous post (haven’t got the final photos, haha). So, here I am with another new topic: Skripsi. 917 more words
1 hour, 58 minutes
playing with words
It’s acceptable to relieve without barriers.
A 2×1 ratio room of white tile.
Two toilets at two corners
Both looking at a wall.
A guy sat parallel to me at the other corner. 52 more words
3 hours, 7 minutes
Dreams in Lornaland
Michael was at the hospital visiting his dad, when he saw a lady whose boobs were pointing in different directions. She had surgery to sort it out.
3 hours, 16 minutes
2014 Theme: Renewal
If I only knew I’d missed you such,
as dreams would come gently rolling in
like waves against a beachside, sunny,
a dreaming brain succumbing to the sins… 124 more words
4 hours, 4 minutes
The setting was in a rundown urban area, and the environment screamed an anti- Christ-ish movement.
I was with a group of people who were with me, and I with them. 777 more words
4 hours, 10 minutes