after spin cycle
bits of damp white pulp
a pulitzer gone
after spin cycle
bits of damp white pulp
a pulitzer gone
Enjoying Life In New Ways
Poetry, Photography, haiku,
the literary asylum
Wherever I lay my pen, that's my home
my humanity in written form
Guitarist / Songwriter
Poetry, Fiction & Photography
New content every Sunday.
Tales from the mouth of a wolf
a collection of words about my average, bog-standard life accompanied by some sub-par illustrations that depict selected moments in said life
Tales of humour, whimsy and courgettes
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to be worth sharing
Domenic Garisto / LIFE IS NOT A REHERSAL,SO LIVE IT..if you can't be the poet, be the poem..havau22.com
One Poet's Writing Practice
My thousand lines..
A Poet's Place | Wolff Poetry Literary Magazine is Publishing Poetry Submitted by Published & Emerging Writers,
OH no, so that’s what has happened to great literature.
Same thing happens to my homework
I had to train a dog – and then a cat – and you get yours just for staying clean? I’s enraged. For your next award: send up the Washer instead! I just wish I had had the sense to pester pater into taking gradma’s old number three washtub with a mounted hand-crank mangler setup afized atop just so I could grow English peas as deco-eat-art. You have my sympathy, sir!
Actually I religiously bring my sins to be washed away at a local laundromat. Weekend mornings at 4am.