How many times our languages have changedbut everything they describe is roughly the samelike there’s always hate, there’s sorrow and to liethere’s devastation and mercy yet rarely… Read more “Eggcorns nobody’s watching”
Tag: sadness
The Narrative Seduction of Run-on Sentences
I’m at the part of the story that is much harder to write than it was to live because when I write it down I have to… Read more “The Narrative Seduction of Run-on Sentences”
Writing Remains
This hurts.How many times do I need to slice off the same tumor?Alas… Well,You useless conceited bitch of an underwire scratch.The fact that you seem to believe… Read more “Writing Remains”
The Feast of Terrestrial Worms
Humans and their little affairs, their little lives, their little cares,their tiny obstacles, their massive woes,their tragic backstories, and triumphant blowstheir little saviors, their tiny flavors, their… Read more “The Feast of Terrestrial Worms”
The Mad Merciless Thunder Mouth Strikes Again
The free-write rant begins… Today I feel out of sorts I don’t feel like I belong anywhere I don’t feel any really strong attachment to anything or… Read more “The Mad Merciless Thunder Mouth Strikes Again”
Sultry for no reason
I’m sorry. I’m one of those awful people who with the exception of Henry Cavill don’t hold other humans that I don’t know personally In any high… Read more “Sultry for no reason”
Tarantula Juice
He likes to listen to songs about Jesus. He spends his free time reading. He has the kind of hug that makes you feel seen. He’s had… Read more “Tarantula Juice”
Flashing Check Engine Light
They lie to me because I call them sweetie yet I’m always stopping at hotels close to that one that says shit like come see me and… Read more “Flashing Check Engine Light”
Bleach does not clean, it disinfects…
While sadness dusts it’s own dead skin cells into tied together feathers from once animate objects she thinks of pride again and remembers how pretty he was… Read more “Bleach does not clean, it disinfects…”
A Range of Raw Emotional Responses
Ain’t this a bitch? I just want one last kiss. Oh so that’s how you get down when I’m not around? Damn you fine. And that last… Read more “A Range of Raw Emotional Responses”
My Mind, My Mood, My delicately poisoned pen... 