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Day 12: Ink that Bleeds

The prompt today is this: "write about love for someone who does not know you love them". Well, everyone in my life already knows I love them....I'm boring that way. So, I've used my imagination ....... what else? my pen... Continue Reading →

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Day 11 : Glass Ceilings

when i want to create a new reality out of thin air i don't claw at the sky searching for that glass ceiling (that tries to keep me rooted in fear) I just pick up my pen and pretend it's... Continue Reading →

THAT Moment

There was a day, an hour and a moment when my muse was unlocked and I began to write. I remember the euphoria...indeed, I relive it each time I re-arrange words in my mind...(the exception being when filling in forms....yuck!).... Continue Reading →

I Am Words

I am words arranged in patterns of the universe I am letters jigsawed according to the beat of my pulse I am ink sometimes cool and sometimes flaming I am stories and poems to excite you to provoke you to... Continue Reading →

Jumbled Words

This mimicks a reconstruction Conversation Within her head Ought to have said Out in the ether were her words Like flying birds Seeing just pain Now her domain Jumbled words were all she had then No scroll, no pen The... Continue Reading →

A Writer’s Nightmare…

Empty pen, blank paper, blocked mind. The End Copyright  © 2017 -Vivian Zems (6 word story)

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