Excerpts from a book I'll never write.
What do I think about? Is it love or my family? Or is it a wonder trip and all-nighters? I think of rainbow unicorns, with soft wavy hair like my mother used to have, and a horn that sharpens as a spiral, much like my thoughts. It has eyes like me father's, and crooked teeth … Continue reading Inside my head.
This is probably the shortest poem I've written so far, but I really liked the concept and wanted to do it. I hope you enjoy this and share it! Here is a list of things she smelled of: Sunlight. Beginnings. Expensive perfume. Hot chocolate. Feelings. and a list of things she looked like: A crisp … Continue reading A list of things about her.
Travel bird. Share your travel stories in the comment section below. Go to places, Find mountains that remind you of people, And seas that make you forget everything. Discover old streets that whisper stories, and broken buildings that look like broken bones. Sleep out the day, learn to love the dark. Sleep out the night, … Continue reading Travel bird.
Illumine the stars This is Submission NINE of The Whisky Words. The Whisky Words is a writing project (and a giveaway). The winner has been announced. Hers Is a restless soul in the black abyss of a beautiful world. A world where heartbeats are numb in the crowds of screaming rivals Her soul, a misfit … Continue reading Whisky Words: Project (9)