"Kiss me till I rot"... sometimes...
Whenever I'm so upset that I lose the ability to articulate my feelings, my world dissolves into a torrent of malformed words and frigid rain.
A renewed draft of A Hurricane's Wrath!!
a poem prompt given to me by two friends
the words are "fruit, season, and rot"
A story about a man who lost everything, including his own skin.
My take on what the ramblings of a villian in the making would be.
Poem about unspoken words of care.
Today I have realized that I realized nothing in life...
Day 295 of a Year of Prompts!
Day 285 of a Year of Prompts! Slightly late, but that's where last minute cramming gets you, I suppose