This is an exercise between me and some of my friends. The idea is to have one person each month come up with a theme, picture, quote, idea, or some small thing to go on for submitting something creative about it. It can be a short story, a poem, a comic, a song, you name it.
Saturday, March 31, 2012
Succinct & silent Falling from ancient heights and Infinite spaces, drowning for life And gasping for passing. I am not myself; a specter of shadow And self-doubt, a ruin erect in tribute Of times fairer and free.
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