Nov 01 2007
sarah flanigan
Filed under Creative Writing, Dreams, Poetry, my heart
The eyes of the spider blinked orange and angry
The sun in his heart thumped blue and hungry.
The dream in my ocean drowned still and strangled
copyright 2007
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Writing is turning one’s worst moments into money. — J. P. Donleavy
Writing is turning one’s worst moments into money.
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