Pictures in Passing
I managed to arrive early this morning, it was still dark, it was raining, and you could see the headlights peeking between the branches :)
2 minutes ago
Smoke words every day.
To not exist
only in the eyes of others
but only in my own
as a manifestation of confidence
unlike what the world wants of me… 94 more words
15 minutes ago
You don’t know me. I don’t know you. But you’re curious enough to pick up this letter from its place on the park bench on Rose Avenue. 480 more words
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3 hours, 40 minutes ago
The door squealed with anticipation as she entered.
A paper airplane flew at me, stabbing my heart. I opened it.
It’s not you – it’s me. 6 more words
4 hours, 43 minutes ago
Thanks to Michelle for the prompt
Penny watched from the shadows at the people walking by, all so oblivious to the dark creatures clinging desperately to them. 85 more words
5 hours, 45 minutes ago
Works by Renato
I’m wed to words;
working their woe.
Once now and again,
I wonder into a wasteland,
wanting unworn weather;
but I wince ‘fore the winds, 54 more words
6 hours, 10 minutes ago