Even though I get scared very easily, I still love ghost stories.
Since I joined EP, I have been writing stories about myself on here, and I noticed how much my writing skills, and ideas improved over time. Also my language arts teacher likes the...
Pain shall help me grow stronger
I opened my eyes
And saw my gorgeous partner
I love this good dream
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The Kansas Prairie
Part Six - Chapter Three
I got back to see my new niece later that afternoon. Jeremy brought me over. Papa had insisted he stay overnight at our house until...
I was playing guitar in a room at a very low volume and having a pretty good practice when all the sudden in the next room where nobody was a full bottles of water fell to the...
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.
I wrote a little song for you
With a melody I'd borrowed put to words that didn't rhyme
To repeat what you already knew
As the stones thrown at your window tapped a syncopated time...
My exit unobserved
And my homesickness absurd
I said "water" expecting the Word would satisfy my thirst
Talking all about the second and third
When I haven't understood the first
Tie me up! Untie me! All this wishing I was dead is getting old
IT'S GETTING OLD!
... it goes on, but it's old
January 1979, saw a terrible crash and I couldn't help but laugh
My ear pressed against the past like a glass on a wall of a house in a photograph
My forehead no longer sweet with...
Why pluck one string... what good is just one note?
Oh, one string sounds fine, I guess... but we were once 'one notes'
We were lonely wheat quietly ground into grain
All circles presuppose they'll end where they begin
But only in their leaving can they ever come back round
Did you come knocking on my door
Or did I come to yours?
Whose ship came washed up on whose shore?
And from what ocean floor?
Provisionally 'I', practically alive
Mistook signs for signified
And so since I’ve often tried
To run them off a cliff like Gadarene swine
And tied my thought-ropes in anchor...