A superb piece, ESL Level 2, by Michelle Bridges, at @muleskinnerjournal.bsky.social: www.muleskinnerjournal.com/esl-level-2

May poems by Katya Mills kissilent.wordpress.com/2026/05/23/p... #poetry #writersofbluesky

#vss365 #poetry We writers & poets wander & wonder Daring to #immerse Into our minds To create For all to see & for all to be We are light and dark Stars and blackholes Side by side Choice be fated Choice be desired We create and we slay The real dwellers of pretend & ponder

Tetyana Yagodkina is a Ukrainian painter and teacher

on a planet the color of rose they #immerse the rows in liquid metal so not to come undone in the cold heat of absent sun #vss365

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not want for courage i am spent from these dealings the theme lingers producing images and words i hope to say or convey useless i flop on the couch in the pulsing light it's my something sweet comes with painful era #vss365 #linger

“One, two, #three. Now #turn a full circle then open your eyes & look up at the sky.” She did as her dance teacher instructed. A beam of light formed a never ending tunnel above her, pulling her in. Looking down in horror she saw her teacher smiling. The aliens above, were not. #2wordprompt

betrayal. some feel it. some do it. some go on feeling hurt when it was not meant for them. it gives them inordinate power to fight through life... when they are alone with you, their sad words and eyes recounting history makes you wonder will they ever wake up? #vss365 #poetry

the forms spoke with intent at the pace of earths rotation the angle a bellicosity lent casting stark shadows upon the moss time took the rose off and left her spent nevertheless malcontent #poem #vss365

your skin like warm rain traces the shape of my want I fade into you

Excited to announce that my poem was selected as a finalist for the Leonard Cohen Poetry Prize! Thanks to the readers and editors @onlypoemsmag.bsky.social for publishing this piece.

I always look up, From the #feral mundanity, Of my gravitational prison, To the peace, And the freedom, Of the skies above. I may not have wings, But I have my dreams, And the sky is mine, When I sleep. #vss365

The creator of this minimalist digital artwork is the German digital artist and photographer Dirk Fleischmann, who publishes his work under the pseudonym Niphisi.

uncompelling gravity by Katya Mills latinosenglishedition.blog/2026/05/12/u.... #poem #poetry

appreciation to @ragtaggiggagon.bsky.social for helping in the editing/drafting process of this piece :)

There's no psychoanalyzing the dead. They haunt these halls but can't mend the wounds they've inflicted. Even some that are still breathing, but have been silenced, a whisper of what they once were. Many seem sad, and I imagine their tears of the blackest ink, are for me. #vss365

don't let your life be #haunted by your lack of fully living it she told herself and from that day forward she made a lot of enemies for speaking her mind and going into spaces that frightened her but she made waves and you don't always make friends making waves #vss365

Unpopular Opinion: We need to normalize "doing nothing" on the weekend.

athens the one in georgia was chock full of #misfits ... she hit 3 coffeehouses in 6 hours and they threatened to call security simply because she was asking about a croissant after ten minutes waiting wtf? #vss365 graduates rolling on the grass making out

Dylan sighed as he looked across the desk at the kid. He could bore a new one out of him, but it wouldn’t help. The kid needed guidance, not a bawling out. A #misfit that had found a place where he could belong. Magpie would survive the prang. The kid might not survive the punishment. #vss365

subdivision two. 3am. fears of perdition troubled the sleep. she turned pages letting the characters #affection wash over her. she allowed herself a sugar cookie with oat milk. attended by the creatures of the night. #vss365

in most cases I would try to #name it like anxiety when I was unable to be social. depression when I thought myself 2 lazy 4 not getting up. trauma when the mind went blank for hours... not to lose accountability to give the self power 2 respond dynamically #vss365

This painting is the middle panel of a triptych titled "The Journey Home" (2017) by the late Chinese-Canadian artist Matthew Wong. Wong was a self-taught painter whose work gained massive acclaim shortly before his tragic death in 2019.

#vss365 #poem In the longest of moments It was his silence That spoke to me the loudest Until the sky above crashed A burning storm & my ears exploded in #fury At his still stubborn silence As time withered away & my soul I did pray Returns night & day A spectre dead alive to taunt in haunt

the migration of charging metal beasts in an asphalt line across the desert cannot interest the #lion like an orchestra of calling birds #vss365

If I could #trade all my sins With your happiness Would the afterlife Be #more forgiving Or would I be creating An even bigger sin But I know that you know It is me that you owe So I’ll keep hoping and praying All my sins become yours And your happiness all mine #2wordprompt #poetry dark

night and day #dichotomous the one full of mad laughter and moonlight the other working them to death #vss365

the wool of the hungry sheep clearing the fields grew in a #lunar pattern and uncompelling gravity. A bell hung from a neck and rang out mercifully in the terrible heat #vss365

"Half of warriors go to Valhalla. Half go to my fields of Fólkvangr." "I know where I want to go," murmurs the young warrior. Still just a boy. "I love #cats. Fólkvangr must be full of them." "Well, you're in luck," says Freyja, leading him off the battlefield. "It is." #vss365

she sang a little doing the dishes marking up her face boiling the eggs cinching the belt he followed her everywhere sweet Lolo if only you could bring those yearning eyes to work #cats #vss365

It's April 22, 2026, and today's mythology-inspired #vss365 #prompt: #wolves! As in the wolves of Odin, Geri and Freki. The Allfather of Norse mythology, Odin is a complex and extremely cool god after whom Wednesday (Odin's day) is named!

he was #fishing for likes with a click-baited hook at the tech bro block party in his drift machine. dressed to unimpress. it was only Thursday. he would call off Friday without a second thought for his team so to extend the weekend. cuz thats how you do it #vss365

some go off by themselves pick off a farmer's lamb tear it apart with the birds they will hunt until they are hunted looking for the pack to take them back #wolves #vss365

you can face the day and all its turmoil feeling calm #undersea this comes of a practice of reflection turning inward and interpreting that world to share it with those who like to write and read thank you #vss365

no need to resort to #trickery just be bored enough until the imagination kicks in then you will know you have one #vss365

Dear Humanity, This #NativeAmerican believes we are one. I’ve made mistakes, & I’m sorry, ask for your forgiveness & grace. I don’t know anything, but I thank you for trusting me in knowing my #investiture is in making this a safe space.🕊️ Love you, Aspen🪶 #BraveWrite #vss365 #WeAreOne #Poetry

the ocean's wind and water whipped up her fav drink: a salted trenta toasted kelp cold cream #seafoam no ice and an extra shot of fauna served in a microplastic recyclable cup. enjoy #vss365

Here are the links to all my writing profiles. I like to think there’s something for everybody here, in most genres. Take a look! Wattpad: www.wattpad.com/user/JanGoes...

I ran away from my drunk dad & his trashy new wife. Being 12, I hadn’t thought, just knew I had to run. Mean kids found me sleeping on a bench, kept punching me. Then he...stopped it; tall guy suited & booted. 20yrs later, it’s his funeral & now i’m the new Don. #satsplat #microfiction

🎨 David Hockney

blue light in the night she was a nail searching for the #hammer indeed apps shot into the void running laps on circular trap her friends married working smiling pregnant and she was scared moody drunk out her mind but some day... some day she would love & live well #vss365

the morning is cool and i breath into my hands. the geese fly north in tattered V formations above the Central Valley. coffee on the balcony with the orange cat. let's make it a good one

Choy Moo Kheong (Singaporean b.1950), Blue Whispering Day, 2022, Acrylic on canvas

exalted no longer they moved surreptitiously across the city finagling apples and bread off street vendors and lowered they head beneath pissing cherubs choking with crazed laughter. five years later they first painting sold @ Sothebys for a half mill #vss365 #exalted

Royal sessions // 10.5.1998 #writing by Katya Mills latinosenglishedition.blog/2026/04/10/r...

'cover sheet’   #story by Katya Mills  latinosenglishedition.blog/2026/04/11/c...

working on a short story collection - my first. read my latest #story published in the inaugural edition of this quarterly independent #press ... www.thewordsfaire.com/issuei/pulse...