THE LITERARY MAN
I sometimes feel as if I’m invisible, as if no one can see me at all. I never felt that way when I lived at the Lake House. 90 more words
2 years, 8 months ago
It’s been raining
like this for three days now.
Let’s just draw straws
and get it over with. Come on.
We’re going to have to work… 6 more words
Silver Birch Press
Dear Mr. Homer,
Thank you for coming into the office last week and performing your epic poem. Unfortunately, we do not buy books based on pitches. 333 more words
2 years, 9 months ago
My conclusion was that this idea was not a practical deterrent for reasons which at this moment must be all too obvious. We are the masters of our enemy, … 43 more words
2 years, 10 months ago
Our problem is take the bank or split right now,
do not go home,
do not pack,
30 secs flat from now we are gone on our separate ways, that’s it. 106 more words
3 years, 1 month ago
Only the ghosts in this house are glad we’re here.
The storm is getting closer.
The soil in a man’s heart is stonier.
Okay don’t tell anyone, 54 more words
3 years, 3 months ago
Well, angelfish, the solution to your problem is simple.
Leave no shell unturned,
no coral unexplored,
and let no one in this kingdom sleep
until she’s safe at home. 117 more words