jdalewrites(25)•in #poetry•3104 days agoA Sunday OffAmbiance in the breeze. A song; Whitmanian whistle. If only I could whistle fluently, to capture the songs within mid-April breeze. I usurp the the wind chimes ...36$0.00jdalewrites(25)•in poetry•3104 days agoA Sunday OffAmbiance in the breeze. A song; Whitmanian whistle. If only I could whistle fluently, to capture the songs within mid-April breeze. I usurp the the wind chimes ...36$0.00
jdalewrites(25)•in #poetry•3104 days agoDrainsI look down into the murky abyss of my bathroom sink, listening to the satisfying hum of hydrogen peroxide. Where do sewers go for a cleansing, a baptism? They ...24$0.00jdalewrites(25)•in poetry•3104 days agoDrainsI look down into the murky abyss of my bathroom sink, listening to the satisfying hum of hydrogen peroxide. Where do sewers go for a cleansing, a baptism? They ...24$0.00
jdalewrites(25)•in #poetry•3104 days agoUntitledA tree fell on my car today killing me instantly. A mile away, a man photographed the lightning strike that hit the oak. Published it nationwide, spun an agenda...44$0.00jdalewrites(25)•in poetry•3104 days agoUntitledA tree fell on my car today killing me instantly. A mile away, a man photographed the lightning strike that hit the oak. Published it nationwide, spun an agenda...44$0.00
