Some people lock themselves into a hell of their own making … and throw away the key.
#thoughts

…actually, why not?
Some people lock themselves into a hell of their own making … and throw away the key.
#thoughts
Do you need a break? From what?
Who wrote this? Are they remotely sentient? Currently on Planet Earth? Do they have eyes in their head?
#dailysnark #wtf
The sea rushes, retreats
Crabshells bright, starfish exposed
In the distance a line, sharp
Drawing close
And you’re still on the beach asking, “Where’d the water go?”
#paradigmshift
Are you holding a grudge? About?
It’s all hihi haha until the wrong person goes quiet.
That silence.
That’s the sign.
#euphoria
Trying to edit. Failing to write.
The Horrors persist
Surprise surprise
Ugh, this again.
NoAI
#mood #writing
Words, images & collages tossed from a window.
Essays, notes & interviews on why literary fiction matters to human living
small press. great publishing.
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Home hub & scribble space of Prose Writer & Poet Kristiane Weeks-Rogers (she/hers), author of poetry collection: 'Self-Anointment with Lemons'.
A journey from one end of the bookshelf to the other