Reading Material

Twiglet #265 I turn the page often and see a new book in the distance each time.

Come Prepared

Twiglets #263 . Order the straight jacket before you even have a chance to go mad.

Spoiled Harold

Day by day, since Harold lost his tools, his hands got softer and softer.

Such A Fine Day

Twiglet #260 I am wearing my fedora on a still and sunny afternoon.

The Blackbird

I can see a silent blackbird nod as its cage door has been opened.

Dumbfounded

Of his vision he said if this is insanity Let Me Go Mad

All Alone

I’ll play Solitaire to pass the time now. I’m all alone with my mask

The Fallen

Twiglet #240 The Stars Burn in memory of all the demons who fell into Hell

About Teleology

Twiglet #239 The corners of thirst can always keep me sufficiently ambitious. Here we have Misky’s prompt for this week.

The School Bus

The School Bus is a hidden yellow microcosm of society. Welcome back to Linda L. Kruschke’s weekly Paint Chip Poetry… Read more The School Bus