The pen is mightier than the sword. But only if it squirts poisoned ink.
1 day, 21 hours
The night before the scene set by The Laboratory by Robert Browning.
Now that I, Laying here in bed
I gaze through these lace curtains of white, 282 more words
Caught in the ropes, lined
With thorns, needles,
As the savagery of the birds
Tear open another chest.
I am paralyzed, as is my soul, 96 more words
2 days, 3 hours
Some of the children, while playing with him at school
Didn’t like Herman, for they said he was a fool
It wasn’t so much true that he really was one… 431 more words
2 days, 17 hours
I don’t like Bellsprout. I need to establish this upfront because the second segment is really going to make it sound like I do. I don’t. 1,458 more words
2 days, 18 hours
Inner I Awareness
During the war, If someone accidentally walked into a mine field and not trying to get out fast, sooner or later he’s going to step on one and ignite the bomb. 160 more words
2 days, 19 hours
“Déjà vu”, I wondered as I entered the wash-room. The lid to the drain pipe was off. It has been going on for a week or so, or maybe not. 410 more words
2 days, 20 hours