Smell The Coffee

Wake Up!




There’s nothing maladroit about picking up your broken pieces It may be a war that rages within your bones It may be thoughts that scatter like rotting teeth after a bar fight It may even be frozen breath- too strangled... Continue Reading →

Changing My Name

I want to change my name I want to be called 'cherished' I want to be called 'worthy' the old, bad names that bathed me in acid and fire sometimes call out to me in my night terrors sometimes they... Continue Reading →

The Final Result

Becoming.... turmoil's finale Hewn from hurt, carved from strife -into a new creation stronger and better ©Vivian Zems (#Shadorma) February Writing Prompt 19/28 ~ Steadfast Turmoil  

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