Whilst reading The Maligned King, Annette Carson’s splendid rebuttal of the Tudor Myth about Richard III, I was especially struck by her suggestion that Edward IV had been poisoned. 625 more words
5 days, 2 hours
We barely fit in the hotel room. I sit on the floor between beds, leaving room for others to sit on a bed or on one of the few chairs available. 751 more words
6 days, 15 hours
Three by M.E./Rhymes of the Times
2. Hot days.
3. Hurricane season.
Gone at last-
Later again to be amassed.
2 weeks, 3 days
“Good Riddance (Time Of Your Life)”
Another turning point, a fork stuck in the road
Time grabs you by the wrist, directs you where to go… 320 more words
Fuck you for all the pain you caused me
Fuck you for all the times you watched me cry and didn’t stop
Fuck you for all the times you scared me… 508 more words
The Quiet Musings of the Antelope
She falls to the floor
like someone has rubbed the dust from her wings.
I’d bend low again to help her up,
but I’m too far past caring. 55 more words