26 Jun 2015
17 Jun 2015
Epitaph of a Writer
from nothing she came, to nothing she returned.
for there has never been two ways about Dead.
but the legacy she left, remains.
8 Jun 2015
Cut-rate
She was domineering -
Interfering in every action, everything word of his.
Her words were harsh -
Kindness tiptoed around them and skittered away,
Scared of the pitch they were said at.
3 Jun 2015
Miasma
All for ThreeWordWednesday.
She lovingly cultivated it; planted it just under the calming shade of the mango tree and watered it just right every day. She even talked to it sometimes, shared nuggets of her childhood and hummed her favorite bits of the latest hot number. When the blue and white buds started blooming, she slowly started the process, her natural precision making it easier to craft her masterpiece.
January 2, 2014
She lovingly cultivated it; planted it just under the calming shade of the mango tree and watered it just right every day. She even talked to it sometimes, shared nuggets of her childhood and hummed her favorite bits of the latest hot number. When the blue and white buds started blooming, she slowly started the process, her natural precision making it easier to craft her masterpiece.
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