Tag: Writing
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I thought I would do something different today and create a post about the notes I make when thoughts come to me at 5 a.m. and I get up and write them down in a frenzy, so I won’t forget what I was thinking while lying there in bed and…
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“It’s not playing with dolls! It takes real creativity and skill to make a doll look beautiful and perfect. There’s hair and makeup to consider, the right dress, and accessories, too.”
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+ Affair, Cheating, Creepy Dolls, Doll Salon, Dolls, Fiction, Psychiatry, Relationships, Short Fiction, Writing+
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I was sipping nihilistic karma from a chipped cup on a hillside overlooking a rainy funeral dirge
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After 37 beers and a carton of Strikes, down there below those swirling, curling lights of the Piccadilly-like carnival on the inlaid pier, I gotten a sudden hankering for a bit of the ol’ south of the border chow — but there I was stuck in a sea of neon…
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I broke the seal of the highway bottle, the greasy liquid shot of a place unlike Eden, a place called Plains on Texas
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Empty roads beckon wanderlust, Heaven torn asunder by the sun
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I saw Elvis making crop circles in Atlantis from the window of my pink wooden house
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Memories are deposited, the pains and joys withdrawn – it’s like black-and-white Poland to me, wandering in rags, sleeping in parks, losing muscle just to hustle.
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CEREAL AFTER SEX 