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Insomnia / Stream of Consciousness #1

This is stupid. Everything is stupid. This is an exercise in … what’s it called … omg why can’t I remember the name of it. The Morning Pages. 587 more words

Morning Pages--to write or not to write

I have a secret agent who helps me create.  ‘’Call me Pages, Morning Pages,’’ she says, and smiles.  She holds sharpened pencils in one hand, sheets of paper in the other. 571 more words


Morning Pages

Writing morning pages
is cream skimmed off the top of
my thoughts, or pond scum.

Writing morning pages
is the pool boy, whose long net… 45 more words

Poems By Me

Saturn Days

Saturn Days

The body is groggy from insomnia

Mind clogged up with an internal fog.

Mechanisms are sluggish, cottony.

The operator shifts gears

moving ever so slowly, 104 more words



“And oh! I’m glad that nobody knew …”

It’s amazing how a blob turn out. In this case especially the hands and fingers and the one front leg leads me to the association to Rumpelstilsken. 9 more words