they beat us up broke us down took our dignity we went home tails between legs to mommas tearful embrace reinvigorated by love and kindness #reinvigorated #vss365 #poetry

perhaps the light inside you can be channeled 2 dissipate the various hells perhaps the best days are ahead the pain will inform gratitude perhaps the kids born today will love paperbacks the benevolent ones when they die watch over us #vss365 #perhaps

#vss365 - perhaps Perhaps, thought Stephen, I could live my life in reverse. Watch the arrows pop out and restring themselves in the bow, watch the lady’s finger erase the what for, wheel the bucket back up from hell as the neighbors wheel in their complaints, leaving silence in the garden.

I think I will give my story to a fish, just for a little while, & #perhaps he will show it to the world in the flash of his scales: red, orange, gold lightning beneath the waves. #vss365

Perhaps my only Purpose is to be a light In someone's darkness #vss365 #haiku

For your sanity; read! (And write 😉)

there were subtle signs concealed cash flows influencer click bait they even tipped the faith productions with promise of stained glass cathedrals what we knew to be catastrophe they designated a beautiful day in history #Catastrophe #vss365

Like many cargo runs from before The Enemy came, this was a slow, boring process of flying outside the accepted shipping lanes, away from watching eyes. Long and tedious routes circuiting the system. When Magpie came into orbit around the moon, #catastrophe was very apparent. The colony! #vss365

Trans rights are human rights.

Shed your working robes of green dwarfed by needles sandwiched in between shy tree come dance in your new dress that synthesis of yellow gold and red no more repressed step forward centre stage and pirouette #vss365 #synthesis #poetry

oh synthesis of light and dark chocolate stirred with coffee softness layered stark. satin finish of the skies conflict in the heart the touch and then depart with bittersweet goodbyes #vss365 #synthesis

Greetings from Kyiv, where it is raining beautifully and I am having a warcoffee. A woman holds her baby in her arms. A girl tells something to her little sister. They are laughing. Life.

monday morning. woke up to a tidy house. I didn't want to do anything last night when I woke from a nap at 8pm. still. I toughed it out with work and sweat. summer's last stand in Sacramento this week heading into triple digits possibly. im gonna laugh until I cry and then it will truly be fall. KWM

Tom and Jerry loyalist - coupled with classical music she knows it boosted her intelligence watching chase scenes and the perfect alliance of cat and mouse eternal

When she left, he missed her smile, her touch, her laugh. Everything. The sight of one toothbrush standing in the bathroom caused waves of loneliness. And yet over time it became #bearable. And then she came back, wanted to try again. He wasn’t sure his heart could go through it again. #vss365

The passing of time, locked in a relatively small ship, could have sent others mad, and frequently did so whenever anyone felt the yawning understanding of the very great distances involved out in the black. It was #bearable for Dylan, though. He’d suffered it before. It wasn’t a big deal. #vss365

I turned the 'lane assist' feature off cuz it felt like the car was flinching and no matter how many time I told her - I got this - she kept worrying I was gonna drive us off the road #vss365 #flinching

Dylan wanted to return to civilisation in #style, but could only limp Magpie into the massive space station near Hera. Not a place he’d choose to go, but nothing that he could say no to. The freighter had gone out of their way to pick up Dylan and Magpie. He couldn’t complain, really. #vss365

they broke down. out of petrol. it was an old car with no sensors. fuck this useless fuel gauge let's go. they grabbed their backpacks and walked the highway. no panic. they had a #style you just don't see much anymore #vss365

the alarms made no difference #exhausted they could not they would not get up. around ten am they woke to an angry face. get up you good 4 nothing your mom needs your help. now! in this family you learned to hate yourself not the depression #vss365

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influence is not only a man with ego and money a woman calculating with emotional IQ and charm #power is also the full moon uplifting us and time circulating karma pushing stale cruelties out on an autumn wind making space for us #vss365

the odds of finding happiness staring at screens are bad but you can go on dates with AI and train them not to judge you and massage your data and read you stories about the things you are lacking like #chance encounters with your own kind. #vss365

it was hard work moving. she got the plants. he was up in the attic pulling dusty boxes they inherited when he came across the #article. he stopped to study the face under a hanging bulb. portrait of his father in law in uniform. Korean war. my god. could he be the one? #vss365

happy bday writer Richard Wright, b.1908, Natchez, MS. “I would hurl words into this darkness and wait for an echo, and if an echo sounded, no matter how faintly, I would send other words to tell, to march, to fight, to create a sense of the hunger for life that gnaws in us all.”

The legendary Italian designer built a luxury empire that stretched from his fashion lines to interior design, restaurants and hotels.

"Rain In Newcastle" - my oil painting

"Day Light" - my oil painting

semi-conscious sore and fatigued waking from nonsensical dreams i got going when a friend in Albuquerque messaged she named her potted Thai Constellation Monstera after me #conscious #vss365

in a small room obscured from view beneath the ash and maple with birds nest speckled eggs iron and blue the idiocy of the world to momentarily elude they locked in with longing to finish the etude #elude #vss365

Happy pub day @carolinehagood.bsky.social! I hope my copy arrives today!!!

my titles ... www.goodreads.com/author/show/... #author #reading

leave the past in the past bad advice for a storyteller especially if you struggle to imagine the future writers on your mark down your coffee and ... remember #past #vss365

The Meters - Down by the River #FunkyFriday #GenreRoulette #MusicChallenge #MusicSky #TheMeters #NeilYoung #MusicCover #NOLA Where Neil Young meets the funk. Down in New Orleans. youtu.be/kABocjOlQQg?...

New rule. A parent may only propose removing a book from the school library only after reading it in its entirety and delivering a book report to the librarian. Until then no discussion shall be entered into.

The new ICE song by Jesse Welles nails it. ICE isn’t recruiting heroes, it’s recruiting the bitter, the rejected, the ones desperate for a badge to cover their failures. Losers with power become the most dangerous kind. (c/o Caroline Codsi)

"The Death Of The Father" My dad died That much true Life goes on Even through blue Hidden sadness Kept for corners Away from the others It had been coming Death crept up slow It waited for the cold Late in January Everything stood still Dark and gloomy We reluctantly marched on

all things #malignant we acknowledge you in your endless manifestations now please drop off so we can be ourselves without reservation or fear of attack and condemnation we have good work and so much more to do to make life worth living and reach the highest highs #vss365

They see her and think kindness, they see the easy curve of a smile, the calm of a gentle hand. They don’t see the nights she crawled through hell on bloody knees. They don’t hear the steel screaming inside her bones. And that’s fine, she's not looking for pity or victimhood, she’s learned to ...

#vss365 jovial limbo new short story submitted not rejected yet #jovial #WritingCommunity

"I saw that my life was a vast glowing empty page and I could do anything I wanted." ― Jack Kerouac #5amwritersclub #amwriting #booksky #writersky #authorsky #WIP #poetry #writingcommunity #writerscommunity

It wasn’t really the kind of situation to be #jovial, but they were all long-standing space jockeys and finding the humour in awful situations was pretty much how they dealt with everything. That and beer. Lots of beer. Dylan needed to bring them to order. Their tactics weren’t working. #vss365

Concert outside the White House! #cdnpoli

jovial my father in law 99 years 5 months old while all of us complain smiles through the pain i hope you make 100+ #vss365 #jovial

these days the trick is not to trade your sentient ways into your mobile phone leaving you listless numb and alone #vss365 #sentient