#NaNoWriMo
A late start.
About two thousand words in. I was afraid I wouldn’t have anything but it spilled, albeit quick & dirty. Tonight I edited & will share at workshop 2moro. Good luck to me. If I only do ten chapters or so I will be happy. Aiming for 30. ✌🏻🤞🏻
#iamwritimg

He wore it well. Dapper in his fine suits, gold cuff links, not a hair out of place. Like his starched shirts his #hubris was crisp and pressed. Eh. I’d keep him around a little longer. I liked them ripe but the grill needed a good cleaning.

🍖

#vss365

Do you remember, Tommy?
We’d run away when dad came home drunk &mean. We’d climb rides &pretend the park was just for us. We slept real fine when we got home.
Never forget the dreams we shared on that Giant Wheel.
They can still come true.

#vsspic

Jaanu, Jaanu
My sweet ingenue!
Whisk me away
Into your mischievous brew
A #shenanigans shake
Of sweet delights
Make me dizzy
Fill me to the brim
With all that is you
My sweet #Jaanu !

#vss365
#fridayvibes
#poetry

When you’re in a flow of sorts, ideas soar & boomerang fruitful.
And then...
you see it.

Just the one.
It’s always one.

The bloody typo.

Interruptus of the worse kind.
Edit button, wherefore art
thou?

Bah! 😕

#Mondayvibes

boomerang love
ever surprises
knocks me silly
yet I can’t resist

boomerang rue
tattered melodies
&broken records
I surrender

weathered
splintered
eternally buoyant
this my boomerang heart

#BraveWrite

I inhale
Deeply
Filling my lungs

A #frost persists
Icicles
Do poke and prod

Wishing wells emerge
Spanning
My mind’s vision

I pray for a #premature bow
No encore
The final curtain call

#vss365
#BrknShards
#poetry

When he was born, he lit the room. Full head of hair. Ice blue eyes. Wicked grin.

He appeared to flip the nurses off with his tiny fists, middle fingers curled up to the heavens.

Would she name’m after his father? Yes! Luciferous would do, for the #premature boy.

#vss365

We launched from the #community boathouse at midnight. James broke into a sweat.
“I can do it alone,” I said “It’ll be fine.”
He nodded.
But it wasn’t fine. There was too much evil. The piranha couldn’t eat the bodies we dumped fast enough, even if we seasoned them.

#vss365

Beneath the golden moon we lay.
&Like the wild tendrils of
passiflora
Our desires intertwine.

I trace your silhouette
&bid u goodnight;

You remain a fixture inside my dreams.
I find you there
Over &over,
And then over,
again.

#FromOneLine

#Rebellion coursed through her veins, strengthening her proclivity to lead wars. But not all fights could be taken to victory. The battle of the bulge was futile; marshmallows and nutella made unbeatable opponents.

#vss365

#Picturesque memories flutter through my mind like monarch butterflies. Sweet aromas of the past seep into the cracks of dreams as I sleep deeply. I long for yesterday more than today’s cherry bonbons.

#vss365

The reincarnation #rebooted my spirit. I knew it was him. Those beady eyes, skinny legs.🪳

Unmistakably my loser husband.

I took my stiletto off and flattened his ass. Again. He was a dirty rat when he was alive, and now a snack for the iguana.

#vss365

#Amber flakes adorned Lia’s dark eyes. I fixated on the marks when she recited her love poems or as she brushed her hair in the morning streams of liquid gold. But especially while we made love. She never closed her eyes. I got used to it after the first glass implant.

#vss365

Sprawled on a fatboy pillow at Klimt show for second loop. I wrote several flash stories on way to exhibit. The person I came with fed me vss prompts until we found each other.

#sundayvibes
#SundayFunday
#gustavklimtgoldinmotion

I hear your voice. The distinct pitch makes my blood curdle and my eyes roll. I reach for the ripest #persimmon and force it in between your lips. Stop flapping your gums, I say, surrender to the sweet flesh.
I think, quiet at last.

#vss365

My beau defines beauty. Broad shoulders, rounded buttocks & an unrivaled stamina. But it’s his #foxy brain that gets me going. We travel to far away places &fulfill our tallest dreams, climbing never ending ladders to far reaching tomorrows.

#vss365

Ive 100s of books @ my tiny abode; a happy place, streaming solar rays & a swallowing duvet. I won’t read ‘m all &Ive decided to donate 1/3. How do I decide? Already grieving. If all the characters came to life &we all had a toast, Id feel less #olivine , more pickled.

#vss365