The intricacies of my insanity
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity…
Dig the hole to bury the past, let it rot in a box of dirt, decaying, returning from whence it came, the body of flesh, the carcass, the sin, let it decompose into the land, let it give life to something new, something that it cannot undo, as it did you…
I write about Desire. Sex. Longing. Pain. Darkness. All of it.
where the impossible seems three shorts steps to the left, and one giant leap into insanity...
writing, writers, & worlds (of my own making)
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To live in pretend fame or die in fiery flame. Espresso. Writing. Music. Photography. Ramblings.
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Write everyday for 365 days. Fact, fiction and everything in between.
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Writing in the shadows
If it were only that easy, to bury the dead, they always come back to haunt us…
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