Fantasy, Poetry, fiction
Posted on 28 February, 2019
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One day, I just sat by my typewriter wrote what I saw… Here’s the result. I am here, in this room, a kitchen of a small apartment in suburbia, Sweden. There’s a small kitchen table in the middle of the room. Before me is…
Category: Wierd TalesTags: amwriting, flash fiction, my home, my mind, short story
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Bones are that which keeps you here
Turn to dust and your soul will yield
Forgive this old fool
For the mistakes he’ve made
Leave me be and let the past fade
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