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Kalah McLaughlin Apr 15
Ok I’m interested to know since we’re talking villains today... what do you think is the root of all evil? I’ll go first - Money 💸
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O R B Apr 16
After his wife died, the old man fastened her favorite dress to the mast of his tiny sailboat and set off across the blue void Hoping to be shipwrecked in all that he lost
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Aspen✒️AspenBrave®™ Apr 16
I am the space In the between That you erase A secret unseen I am the word A vacuous veneer Humans are absurd Defining me to use and smear I am the vision Of your world What you see is your own image And listen for what you want heard Embrace The Truth Not Hypocrisy
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Kelvin Rodrigues Apr 17
“Are you any good with crosswords, Haskins?” “You mean like F...” “Stop. I mean word puzzles.” “I can try, sir.” “Ok, 6 across, 12 letters, bad tempered snake filled with deadly . “Ooh ooh, I know this sir, I know this.” “Go for it.” “It’s Mrs Commander.”
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Kelvin Rodrigues Apr 17
“They think they’re clever, Haskins, but we’ll show them.” “Show them what, sir?” “That we see through their flimsy disguise as honest catering managers.” “Through their sir, like teeth covers?” “Two of them so two veneers Haskins.” “You want to keep them?”
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DeRicki Johnson Apr 16
Saw a woman on a path In passing Soft we spoke She wore A bilious sorrow ‘Round her like a cloak Her smile meant To hide it ‘neath A thin of hope A callous lover Left wounds Unhealed by fam or friends I pray She keep walking There’s a sunrise ‘Round the bend
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Keelah Rose's Microfiction Apr 14
“Only bad writers put a in their story,” the prof said frostily, handing back her paper marked with a red D. Late that night in the parking lot, she took him by surprise with a knife in his jugular. “I guess God is a bad writer,” she said to his twitching corpse.
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DeRicki Johnson Apr 18
Welcome To my posh abode Said Spider to the Fly Please excuse The sticky bits I made them— I won’t lie I want to be A good host I have venom Let’s get high My addiction Is a problem I’ll do better— Yes, I’ll try Meanwhile Won’t you have a seat While you in silk I tie?
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Kelvin Rodrigues Apr 13
“What did you just say, Haskins?” “Sorry sir.” “I do not tolerate language like that, as you well know.” “Can I call your wife a instead?” “Why would you do that?” “It’s also a female dog, sir.” “Careful, Haskins.” “And I really hope she fox off and dies.”
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Aspen✒️AspenBrave®™ Apr 15
murder of Lincoln sinking of the Titanic Notre Damn ablaze fifteenth of April they share man like history left void hold what we all share with the polar caps thawing Mother Earth weeping man dreams of Mars to explore it is time we wake up World
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Kelvin Rodrigues Apr 14
To the wonderful supporters of Haskins & The Commander on : For the next 2 days, I’m going to be away with my cherubic (ha!) little daughters. I will try to get their adventures posted, but please bear with me if they’re late or missing & thank you all for your support.
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Aspen✒️AspenBrave®™ Apr 12
I am a soul Lost in the wild Life has taken its toil I’ve the heart of a child I am a wish That no one made Naive of ignorance and bliss Abandoned I pretend love stayed I am an end You give me wings Valiant souls soaring with pens Exploring a last sunset like Vikings
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Kelvin Rodrigues Apr 15
“Haskins! There you are. How did it go yesterday?” “Morning sir. Just a routine check-up, no big deal.” “Well I for one am glad you’re back, it’s horribly quiet when we’re of you.” “Devoid, surely sir?” “No, not the void... and stop trying to talk street.”
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Kelvin Rodrigues Apr 11
“I see myself, in many ways as a warrior, Haskins.” “Did none of those ways involve a mirror, sir?” “Like a mighty norse man.” “What? You mean speaking in dots and dashes? Not very practical.” “No, not morse, norse.” “Got you, as in norse, sows, ease wess?”
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Aspen✒️AspenBrave®™ Apr 14
I am the Taxes That must be done Pen loses to finances Run, Aspen, Run! I am the blank On your timeline Pay dues to thy villain bank Thanks for letting me whine I am the laugh If you want more Look for me on a raft Paddling to your country’s shore ⬇️TY ALL🚣🏻‍♂️Love, Aspen
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Vernon Cole Apr 13
They say a giant was felled once by a smooth stone, small, from a brook. I can believe that. Little things. When you pause, just before kissing me, that slight inhale before our lips meet creates a sweet that pulls me under drowning me in the subtlest of seas.
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Kelvin Rodrigues Apr 13
“You don’t like her, do you, Haskins.” “I hate how she treats you so badly, sir.” “My wife is a complex swirl, a of emotion and contradiction.” “A what?” “A Vortex. It goes round and round.” “Like a slinky? Good, because I want to push her down the stairs.”
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Indigenous Soul 7m
In this veil there is a vice that pulls on every heart Self aware matter translating cosmic art.
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Shauna: New interviews! tweeptattler.blogspot.com Apr 18
This blind date was a bust. First of all, was wearing Crocs. Also, he was an ass. “You’re not wearing ANY makeup?! Are you going to tell me you’re , next? Har-har.” She decided to have dinner at home. He was much better there. With fava beans and a nice chianti.
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Charlotte O’Farrell 23h
Marie stood in her boutique wedding shop, adjusting the bride-to-be’s . “Perfect! How much do I owe you?” “This one’s on me,” said Marie . She came every spring. Marie wondered when she’d accept her fiancé died in a crash 2 days before they married, 20 years ago.
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