Forty-two words fall from my muse, landing like raindrops in the soft white glow of my laptop. But danger lurks, the count must be exact if I want to play. When forty-two words puddle on my screen I must stop the rain.
The creative writing of Evan Ramos
reading and writing the Rust Belt
poems and ruminations
. . . Is Writing, Art, Life and Dreams.
The name 'Pensieve' is a homonym of 'pensive' meaning deeply, seriously thoughtful; but is also a pun, the 'sieve' part of the word alluding to the object's function of sorting meanings from a mass of thoughts or memories. (Source: Pottermore)
- Average life of an average person with aspirational goals -
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
Because you've found me ;)
A peep into Megha's mind
poems to myself and to you
One Photo, One Story at a Time
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The New Poetry Magazine
Words of Wonder, Worry and Whimsy
experimenter of ink & light
Short Fiction | Point of View
Going long and doing good...
Investigating the paranormal, dabbling in horror, in a torrid affair with sci-fi, and head over heels for dystopian fiction.
Posh and cultured language adventures
Salty like hot dogs (and tears). Sweet like marmalade (and life).