My7Sunday's profile
AGE:
28
LOC: Eagle Point, OR
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: November 28
LOC: Eagle Point, OR
GEN: Female
LAST LOGIN: November 28
I have to say, I don’t love this part of making any new profile. You can sum up a fictional character so much easer than you can yourself. To me, that’s part of the beauty of writing. To gain true perspective on who I am will take ME a life time, and I’m sorry to say this, but I don’t think anyone on the outside stands a chance of completely understanding. I know I am a bit of a writer, though I as of yet, I have no credentials on which to say this. I want to be published someday, hence the curiosity in this site.
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I live where ever I drive my home. I’m a traveler, not a vagabond. I’m an artist of many facets, though you might not think I’m refined. That’s okay. I know why I create, and that’s what it takes for me to …
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I lost my Fucking job because I Forgot that I had to work, And I was late. Again. I Forgot. I Fucking Forgot. All I want to do is Write And I guess… I forgot that I also need to eat? I fucking forgot -What, about time? -About having bills? -Buying gas -Doing laundry -About being anything other Than a coinsure of literature With a strict diet of words? Who forgets they have to work? I’m sorry, I was just Ever so busy Experiencing life, Gathering moments To better enhance ...
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Morgan’s hands worked at the taped edges of the box marked express. The telephone rested between her ear and shoulder. The man’s voice was distant as she fumbled the scissors under the cardboard. “It’s, sort of, a modest place,” he said. “Doesn’t look like much from the outside.” “Oh?” she said, excited by the sight of bubble wrap and clear packaging. &...
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You find a key on the floor of an old house. You find it under the sink in the bathroom, while you’re unpacking your shampoos and body soaps. It’s brass and looks as though it has spent time in a leaking basement. You have a basement in your new house, so you take it down stairs to see if you can find something it fits to. The basement is small and smells like old books and dirty laundry. After you replace the dead light ...
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What do I do with these hands, Asks the clock. Do I keep going, or do I stop? The hours are miles on rubber bands, And eternal tomorrows are foreign lands. So what do I do with these hands? Do I keep going, or do I stop? Do I keep moving, or do I rot?
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Okay, the first stanza of the poem is still my favorite, even on second read. I think that’s because it is the most concrete. Is the rest of the poem meant to be a vision of crossing over or of something more like Armageddon? For either of those ideas, I would use heavier language to reflect the heavy ideas. This piece aches for more. I like the visuals you touch on, but I want more details. The flow works with the simplistic structure you have here, but again, I would love to see this one ma...
“In drugs that mugs” You lost me at this line. It doesn’t make sense to me. Where does the chorus end? It doesn’t influence my opinion of the song much though. I like the song, and the chorus could be as long or short as the singer likes, or variant, it wouldn’t take from it. “I'm in every mother's nightmare. Cause I suck the best out of life.” I like this line, but I wonder if it might be more accurate if it was And instead of “Cause” I don’t know, it just seem like it could be more conclusi...
This is a piece worth reading, and rereading, something that draws the reader in with promises of deeper then reality moments. Nice. “Enemies pose as obsequious peers” I love this line, but something jars in it. Maybe enemies with obsequious? Love, love, love “obsequious.” Great usage of it. Twist it and see if you can’t make it slide through the mind a tiny bit easer? “Jealous missiles of hate make spirits low” Shivers, dam I love this line, beautiful visuals. Instantly connected. I like th...
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