Writing Circle
The Fog (I am DELIVERED and HEALED now, but wanted to share this entry from 2021
The fog from the glass is what I wish I didn’t relate to when a persons breathe on a window, when the winter comes and the fog comes on the windows during a cold season, the fog on glasses is what I relate to But when is the time when I can be like the…
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I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings
I know why the caged bird sings.... -No, I actually don't. I didn't read the poem - or is it a book. But if I were back in high school English and the essay topic was "Describe what the phrase 'I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings' means and how can it relate to you"…
It’s Scary Starting A New Business!
I did it! I've made the first steps in starting a business. It is VERY scary. And expensive. I cannot think about what happens if I fail and lose all that money. I can only focus on "what if it works?" My business is designed around helping authors. For now, step 1: provide a platform…
When Monsters Die
When Monsters Die (And those I have met, and have yet to meet) Introduction: These writings are part of a journal that I began roughly four months ago in response to my reaction to the collapse of the Francis Scott Key Bridge in Baltimore. In this journal I detail my mental turmoil from past even...
Do you see what I see?
Pottery Mockery Stalkery Your obsession has consumed me and my depression has suppressed me If only you can see what I see So, you can let me go
Introverts and writing
I love writing. Personally, writing is something that makes me a sane person in this insane world of chaos. When I need to clear my mind, when my life is moving from bad to good, and when my feelings are getting the best of me, I turn to writing. Yup, that's me...I never realized the…
Short Story: The Hard, Cold Truth
Author's Note: This short story was originally written for a weekly writing contest on inkapp.io Amongst fragrant bloom and the delicate lace of the wedding location, the atmosphere was alive with whispered promises and the sincere vows of two souls entwined in deepest love. Sydney and Jimmy...
First love
Well, he wasn't exactly my first love; he was my third, but he was like my real first love; we went through so much. We were best friends before we started dating, but when we started dating, it was a little awkward, until eventually we got comfortable. He met my parents; they liked him; we…
Erogenously Speaking
It's like my mind gets one track minded n my thoughts spin erotically out of control. I have an uncontrollable desire to watch a woman get phuked. I don't consider myself bi-sexual but I will participate as long as a man is involved. It's a turn on for me. I have no desire to only…