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Free Hand #105 (Thinking of Spring)

Snow drifts and moldy leaves,

mud frozen hard

there is nothing

but the rain to wash it all away

in the spring.

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Alina Happy Hansen

Voyages of the Cerberus 154: Brainstorming Sessions

The heat inside the Blazer was a welcome change from the tundra environment outside. Yuri shed her parka. Ussie was at work, trying to tune parts of the ship. 746 more words

Writing

One of Those Days

It’s one of those things. It was inspired by the local newspaper, which I rarely read. And, by their website, which I read daily. There was a piece about “seeing food differently” in their food section. 366 more words

Ray Laskowitz

"Black dog is following me."

Hello my pretties,

How are we all this evening? Do I have a treat for you today, well let’s be honest I have a treat for every time my fingertips touch these keys. 596 more words

Brighton

[COMMAND] //end.exe

an acid ripples and burns me,

brings failure up my throat to spill ugliness onto the pavement;

where the stain ends and the concrete over me begins is… 110 more words

Poetry