Hello Friends, Wanted to share (reblog) this short story, The Wooden Cup (by Rhyan Scorpio-Rhys (madd_fictional). Beautiful in its simplicity and depth of meaning. Enjoy! The last meal? Declined. Told that I might dine on whatever foodstuffs my heart desired, I found myself wanting nothing that would possibly remind me…Tiny Stories: The Wooden Cup
good and bad poetry by Bogdan Dragos
Originally posted on Gobblers / Masticadores // Editores: Manuela Timofte / j re crivello: Well, after you write enough and try to publish for long enough you just notice it There is no such thing as good or bad poetry. There’s just poetry to which people can relate and poetry to which people can’t relate.... Continue Reading →
Joan Wiley 