Dearheart Uncaged – A Guest Post
I have asked some of the friends I have made through my blogging experience if they would like to guest post for me. I have asked each of them to write either a Love Letter or Suicide Note and gave...
View ArticleA Song by Kool & the Gang – #Reverb12
Reverb12 day 4 Prompt: How are you going to celebrate your self this festive season? I will write; I will pour myself onto paper and watch as the words form from the detritus of my soul. I will...
View ArticlePick a Card, Any Card
Prompt: What 5 things would you put on your Christmas list this year? First let me thank Kat over at ‘I Saw You Dancing’ for including me in this. I will give it my best shot, promise. Christmas...
View ArticleHow Can I Tell You…– A Guest Post
I have asked some of the friends I have made through my blogging experience if they would like to guest post for me. I have asked each of them to write either a Love Letter or Suicide Note and gave...
View ArticleHe Would Not Let Me Go – A Guest Post
I have asked some of the friends I have made through my blogging experience if they would like to guest post for me. I have asked each of them to write either a Love Letter or Suicide Note and gave...
View ArticleA- #scintilla13
The wind was starting to pick up and it was growing colder by the minute. I held the hard plastic receiver of the pay phone to my ear and listened to the soft sounds of her tears on the other end....
View ArticleDay 4 #scintilla13
Last Sunday morning I found myself being offered a chance to work on the road and make a decent wage, enough to save my ass and possibly get my head above water for the first time in what has been far...
View ArticleBring a Covered Dish #DEverb Day 2
Prompt: Who do you most dread having to see at family gatherings, and why? My father was working at my aunt’s house and I had been elected to help. I was only fifteen and would have rather been...
View ArticleHoliday Harlots
Look at you with your Christmas cheer, your peppermint leer; look at you with your colored bows, your ho-ho-ho’s, your Jingle Bells, and your Batman smells’. I marvel at slaughtered trees withering on...
View ArticleMomma,
I know that you come here from time to time and read these words, and believe me when I say that the day I first discovered that you had seen the things I do here my breath took a time out. With a...
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