KarmaWave

You know the drill.

I may twist my hands as gracefully as a dove in flight; corroded like the summer cliffs in Arizona. Breathe in the air, breathe out the sweet toxins we pushed ...

This all was quite the entertainment. Such a dreary reaction, though. How sad.

Dearest Greek enthusiast, allow me to praise you! You have accomplished quite a work here, darling, and that is mostly what I wish to say to you! This is the ...

I entered this thread expecting to see a ship slicing through waves of ice cream and red velvet cake, and yet I see none. Oh--oh, I see. You've misspelled "Desert". ...

I'm unsure how I feel about this photograph in general. You have a very vibrant color, but failed to capture the natural green contrast of the grass/stem/many leaves. I think ...

Welcome to YWS, Aet Lindling. I'm not sure how you did it, but I'm envious that you have the space in your name. Perhaps I should have tried an underscore. ...

Good afternoon, poet. I didn't quite like this. What you have here is nothing more than a carbon-copy of every other 14-year-old's poems, all smashed into one with some recycled ...

This arrow soars, ripping through blankets of fog, ablaze with garnet flares and filled with deadly potential, and yet is no more capable of a piercing than the design of ...

Good afternoon, darlings. Allow me to formally introduce myself as KarmaWave, a new arrival in this little corner of the web. The guidelines said that I should say something about ...