No fate but what you make, right?

Someone tell me something meaningful and good.
Anything, everything.

THE SMALLEST EFFECTIVE DISTANCE ( Read more... )

Enough.

Calling all writers on my friends list..

I have decided to start a community, drunkvirtue, some sort of writing feedback / workshop community. Recently I applied to a poetry criticism community, and I have understood from that experience that I would appreciate honest, unrestrained critiques and suggestions with regards to my writing, something that I was ( Read more... )

When my eyes close, it is already morning. The sun slowly suffuses the city with a settling timidity of rediscovery, and because I cannot forget the heaviness of spending the night with obscurity, I cannot do the same. Instead, I heave my legs between the covers; I am coming home to a worn hiding place. The reaction of my bedroom against my body is ( Read more... )

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secrets / anon / whatever. go

There is hardly a process to explain how blood reminds me that I always reside in the future. Scraped my elbow twice and drowned it with isopropyl alcohol; all I could think about was how tolerable the pain was compared to lingering regret - how satisfying it is to feel certain things as they happen, to be to be pulled, wincing, to experience the ( Read more... )

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