I found this sample of my high school writing among some of my old belongings. Thought that I would share it (This is one of two I found written on the same piece of notebook paper. Cute, huh?). How… more →
The Works of Tabitha Castillo: A Silly Scribbler of DreamsRobert Leedy wrote 4 days ago: “West Hall”, by Robert Leedy, 2009, archival gicleé print on Hahnemühle William Turner 3 … more →
filmman wrote 4 months ago: So I thought I would try something new here and do a series of posts on the early, early works of di … more →
itsallgrey wrote 11 months ago: Taylor, Taylor, Taylor. *sigh* I just finished watching Taylor on WGN this morning. Yes, he did sing … more →
tabithacastillo wrote 11 months ago: I found this sample of my high school writing among some of my old belongings. Thought that I would … more →
tabithacastillo wrote 11 months ago: Found this recently in my old high school belongings. Thought that I would share 100 billion of th … more →
crisscrosschroll wrote 11 months ago: In the summer of 2008, Taylor Hicks tackled Broadway and knocked it on its azz….. ROOKIE OF TH … more →
marciewrites wrote 1 year ago: This is was written and published in January 2006 for a start-up magazine that never came to pass. … more →
kirkcarlson wrote 1 year ago: Once there was a dark spot. I tried to erase it… but it didn’t work. I tried to color ov … more →
tabithacastillo wrote 1 year ago: When you left me broken and confused I swallowed glass. Your words now travel through my body Slic … more →
tabithacastillo wrote 1 year ago: Loneliness brushes the swell of her lips But he can only hold her Reaching for something gone and am … more →
tabithacastillo wrote 1 year ago: I dream sometimes of this man that I seem to always know in my dreams. The odd thing is that when I … more →
tabithacastillo wrote 1 year ago: The sky will cry the saddest tears Is there no way to repent And hide all my inequities? They are mi … more →
tabithacastillo wrote 1 year ago: Stone cold angel Guiding light me with the presence of your face Embrace Me when I am too far to hol … more →
tabithacastillo wrote 1 year ago: They say I am sweet, But what they say is nothing new. See me. Read the things I’d never say And kno … more →
tabithacastillo wrote 1 year ago: Lips like concrete Rough and uneven on a plump and luscious plain Bid entrance into the warm concret … more →
tabithacastillo wrote 1 year ago: A minute of your time costs you nothing, but means the world to someone The reaching of a hand. The … more →
tabithacastillo wrote 1 year ago: I wrote this poem in my early teens, but I remember feeling so horrible for not being able to see my … more →
tabithacastillo wrote 1 year ago: Be wary of those that show know fear Or weariness when pain is near. Who ignore, turn, or look away … more →
tabithacastillo wrote 1 year ago: Dedicated to Arthur Ewell Please sit down. Don’t get mad, But I know that this will hurt. You … more →