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peaces of me

Self-dusted drum
beatz over helpless
fired eyes, slumping in the
shadows, floating forward, past
the maple trees. If only an Englishman
would imagine us and we wouldn’t have to be… 39 more words

Prague, Praha, Praga

Weeks have passed but my memories about this city i visited are still vivid in my mind. However, i couldn’t find the right words to describe my experience … until now :) 318 more words


The Museum Of Boring Dusty Things Opens Its Doors

“In this digital age of interactive wot-nots and animatronic doo-dads, trudging around fifteen musty rooms full of smelly old rubbish covered in cobwebs is almost unheard of,” says Albert Mould, the curator of the newly-opened Museum of Boring Dusty Things in Chippenham. 194 more words



He brushed her spine
with the sharp blade of his knife
tingling her spine
awakening her goosebumps

That feeling, that simple
barely touching sense
has the power to ignite… 248 more words