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[hmgautsch]

Here's the second book cover I'm designing for Portfolio and my newest poetry project I'm working on. I got three more designs to work on... Currently in the final editing phase, right before the proof phase.. so I can publish it prior to graduation this December. Stay tuned for more details and the deadline... #author #indie #graphicdesign #visualart #amwriting #poetry #shortstories #creativrwriting #arttherapy #wisconsin #femaleveteran #positivevibes #ptsd #survivor #warrior #poetsofinstagram #workhard #reaptherewards #fallenangel #wordporn #wordplay #inspire #motivate https://www.instagram.com/p/BoawSBGhy-y/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=12fgbdxvg1dkl

[anxietyspace-tart-blog]

Outside The Window

Outside the window, creatures crawl and lurk. Outside the window, the stars and moon shine over the homes of families and broken souls. Life is being born yet dying at the same time. Multiple minds thinking of how dreadful tomorrow will be. That is what's outside the window.

[ripepoetrycollection]

Alcatraz.

We slept on a bare mattress in the middle of the room, in the middle of winter. Apartment #1407 of a gray building, occupied by grayer souls.

It stood on the outskirts of a lost island - depressing, dark, and damp. Like Alcatraz, my fate would soon feel it's thick walls and metal, but not yet...

There was a grocery store on the first floor so that the silvers didn't have to travel far for their essentials: milk, bread, penicillin.

It was a home where people came to die. But, with every touch and every thrust, we breathed life into the decrepit walls.

March, and my heart was already marching in a direction its never been.

He didn't have time to get furniture, just picked up the keys. He did get a mattress - a king for a kingpin. What did I care? I would have slept in the streets to feel him.

Got tired of fooling around in his many cars, so he rented a fuck pad for us away from the city, away from the world.

I wore black thin stockings, a skirt, and a sleeveless ruffled top. It was copper, like the pipes that failed to keep us warm that night. So, instead we kept each other warm. His jacket covered us, but only halfway.

We held each other, in the middle of the mattress, middle of an empty room, amidst cold and grey walls - but it felt like the way to heaven.

I would have stayed there forever, it was all I needed. His love gave me life. For years it sustained me and we ruined it.

Alcatraz couldn't break us, but our egos did. How dare we ask for love again?

[wherethereismagic-blog1]

My first chapter of #damseldistressed is on #wattpad !!! This is a prpject several years in the making and my greatest goal in 2018 is to finish the edit and get this published. If you like #fantasy #adventure #feminism #reversestereotypes #dragons #magic and just a great story with a twist on those all important life lesson, then I hope you will love my story! #creativrwriting #stories #fiction #amatuerauthor #fantasyfiction #novels #witch #pagan #dreams #goforyourdreams #imagination

[tdarris]

Time to write a poem. ________________________________#poetry #poetsofig #poem #poems #poetryofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #poetryofig #poetryofig #writer #Writersofinstagram #writerscommunity #writersofig #writersnetwork #readers #readersofinstagram #bookstagram #books #Sunday #sundayfunday #creative #creativrwriting #nonfiction #newpost #creativity #art #words #writings #writing #art #journal

[tmclaude]

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[ripepoetrycollection]

Latent.

I’m clever with my words but not my ovaries, they’re latent and slow.

I’m waiting for the right time to have a talk with them. Meanwhile,

the mothers around me talk,

their lips quiver with the pride that’s shattering my sanity.

They claim there’s nothing like it...

it’s a love they’ve never known.

I look at yet another collage of infantile disaster masked as happiness and smile.

What do they know of this barren middle-aged freedom?

Sitting in a sunken sofa, sipping on malt, and wondering if there’ll be time for a coffee after my cigarette.

What do they know of the weekend plans that take me from bite to bottle to bed?

What do they know of this maternal yearning that is channeled through streaming Netflix for seven hours a night.

What do they know?

[hmgautsch]

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