Tag: Writing
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This Writing Thing
This writing thing, it seems like a curse some days. It makes me no money and takes all my thinking, all my time and attention, keeps me away from things I should be doing, family stuff, jobs around the house, things that non-writers do without even thinking about them. And some days, after fighting for…
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Now, Then
(with acknowledgements to Charles Bukowski) I sit here on the 3rd floor hunched over in monochrome walking clothes pretending to be a writer. Alone today but on other days other people around me have pretended much better than me. The story of the day like every other day is a story for me about a…
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Kurious
The room is large, with a high ceiling, and frosted transoms through which light leaches. The dark wooden floor reminds me of schools that I have forgotten to unremember. People pass around me on the way to doing something or nothing. Strangers, mostly, even the ones I know a little. Barricaded behind bookshelves, sitting at…
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Mice In The Brain – Haiku by Ricky A. Kay
Like mice in the brain The chattering of others Eats away my thoughts