Tag: drink

Old Soul

I found a scripture written in ancient lore, the words jumped from the page the way a fish catches its prey. Looked at my muse…. I asked in dismay, “Who thinks up stuff like that???!!!” Its like when Freud...

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Bottled Up

So much sadness bottled up inside… How does one spill the grief the way ink is spilt? Over kerosene…. in a room filled with nobody. Even voices in my head need a drink once in a while. The beast was here all...

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