Virgil

the curtains swallow the sunlight shining in from the outside. dew is still dripping back into the earth or evaporating into the air. the wind walks the clouds like dogs ...

someday this'll all come naturally but for now i force this rhythm and rhyme out of a pricked finger, not wasting a drop. in the past i thought i could ...

I'm with @BlueAfrica with this one in that both Sailor/Marina are my favorites out of the bunch.

corrosion seeps through flesh and into bone as i waste away in this bedroom of yours. you told me you needed to get gas, but i don't think that's why ...

I have to agree with Holly that I think Dream Traveler is more interesting!

why is it that every time i turn the corner that leads into the hallway, i expect a volley of bullets to immobilize me? i wonder if i could feel ...

@Rosendorn Thanks so much! I'll check that blog out and try to remember your tips when writing. I figure that writing isn't supposed to be elegant, but quick and dirty, ...

So I've always held this problem of not knowing how to write fight scenes when it comes to prose. I want to be more realistic with them, specifically. I know ...

i am not sorry that there is this tick in the backdrop of my mind, a metronome that i might have once thought to be a heartbeat. that statement has ...

@Carlito I loved hearing about how you came up with your different ideas. That definitely helped in giving me methods or ways to come up with them, so thanks on ...

Sorry to both of you for taking awhile to respond--I totally forgot that I made this thread. To @FalconryGirl9086: That's sometimes how I end up coming up with ideas. When ...

So. This is a question that's partially for me and partially to just hear what everyone else has to say about this topic. I have my own methods or ways ...

there is the moonlight and there is the sunlight and there is the morning and there is the evening but there is only one time of day that i want ...

breathe breathe. that is what i tell myself oh so often. i took a crowbar to the heart when i fell in love with you, ribs pushed aside and lungs ...

cadence the cadence in your lungs is broken by gutteral coughs. the fatigue pulls down your eyelids, tan curtains of an ephemeral life. you toss and turn frequently into the ...