ApologyOh the guilt.
I hope everyone is doing well.
Also, I woke up this morning with a terrible feeling in my stomach. And moody. Either something terrible is going to happen today/has already occurred, or I'm getting sick.
~yeatsgrave
Cait's GraveNewest
UntitledI. MidsummerUntitled
They say God's heartbeat rolls as his chest hits the sky and the warmth of his skin meets with cold clouds like metal springs poked through a mattress Raging sparks form like defibrillator pads pressed to his bosom as the wind yells clear!
God comes to life with many great booms and pops and the danger of fire huffing frantic after a deep grey comatose sinking silent &nb
by ~yeatsgrave
G U TGUT*G U T
My soul turns into a tree, And an animal, and a cloud bank. Then changed and odd it comes home And asks me questions. What should I reply? -Herman Hesse
I believe
by ~yeatsgrave
RomanceWe hold hands and undressRomance
our personalities for the night
Let our secrets go And the morning wears off slowly like waking from a dream until the afternoon with our coffee and breakfast
where it is business as usual You on your side of the table me on mine The coffee stronger
than the means we use to sweeten it
The fog outside floats in from the harbour We step out the door to the street and pull our coats on tighter
by ~yeatsgrave
Random Favourites
Silence Never Was GoldenIt just started all at once one day, this tremendous ability and skill that I could talk to fruit. Well, not talk to them in their language, justSilence Never Was Golden
listen. I understood their native tongue but never developed the know-how to speak it - it was much too complex. Thank goodness they understood
English, and knew much of the world.
Jill asked me how my day went when I walked in the room one evening, unloosening
my tie and un-tucking my shirt. "Over with,"
I said, kissing her cheek.
My good friend, Banana was sitting in the fruit bowl, muttering about how
by ~Clippers0507
I Love You MoreHe said, “I bet if I ate fireflies, I'd light up somethingI Love You More
wonderful and special and then I'd be the perfect man you'd always want.”
She grimaced, said to stop reading Alice in Wonderland, to stop being such a dreamer, stop talking in abstract ideas and nonsensical prose. It's. Not. Healthy.
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He hand wrote a little chapbook for her, poems and thoughts, his deepest. Pricked his finger,watching in
fascination as the sanguine
liquid dripped, splatter small
in the corner of the cover page. &
by ~Clippers0507
...Our Women And ChildrenThe Captain stood and he stood well, he stood tall, like a man with gun in hand, like a real man would, he stood. The Captain spoke, of the strength of men and the weakness of mankind, he spoke he spoke he spoke to me, he woke me up (again!)....Our Women And Children
We stood, we all stood, we heard the Captain speak, we stood in line, line after line, all packed together like a neatly folded shirt in a neatly folded box, we listened like all good boys should.
The Captain strode up and down, up and down like an elevator, up and down like a mountain, up and down like a ship at sea he strode, he looked like Napoleon as he rode across the Alps,
by ~r-mitchell
How to Revise or CritiqueHow to Critique Creative Writing / How to Revise Your Own WritingHow to Revise or Critique
aka Questions We Ask
aka ALL MY SECRETS
Critiquing and revision use similar skills, as revision involves self-critiquing. Therefore, to get better at revision, it’s necessary to critique other people and to read critiques other people give. Once you’re used to evaluating work that you have no preexisting emotional attachment to, it’s easier to look critically at your own work.
As a note, this guide is only a guide, meant to help those who have no clue how to critique and/or revise. It is not the set in st
by ^SparrowSong
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- Tools of the Trade: brain, hand, pen or laptop, inspiration
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