Writing

City Indians~

A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..

~sometimes it's a hard knock life~

The Fig Tree~

A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..

~where Jerusalem kisses the hips of Heaven~

Mirror Mirror In the Skye Who's This Woman In Your..

A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..

~sideways up the rabbit hole and through the hundred acre mirrors~

Phantom Contrary~

A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..

~a gender puzzle~

Indiana Dale: The Lost Books of Livy - Chapter One..

A Chapter by LittleGuitar94

Dale gets an unusual letter...

IF EVER Chapter I

A Chapter by Richard Adamson

CHAPTER I If ever there was a time in history that compared with the loneliness and shallow dreams of the people of this small mid-western town, tho..

A Girl For All Seasons~

A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..

In a box a girl of ivory, wrapped in golden foil her hair in ringlet fairy tales adorned with dreams upcoiled summer baby gives good skin, lips plum..

Nymph~

A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..

~decanting heart~

MudGirl~

A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..

~rewinding the clock to 12~

Mary Mary Quite Contrary How Does Your Spiral Groo..

A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..

She took her golden duties spun them through the sun her appetite like knives embedded warm in rum and realms that spoke of birthright she gather..

A Lesson In Quickies For Gods~

A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..

She drops it off she drops it like it’s hot tongue click “if you want me, love me not” sly wink step dip she stalks pavement ..

Balm For Scars~

A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..

~a memorial in memory~

When You Painted Me As Predator~

A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..

He ate up my spine with his gaze undulating in a wave pattern ruby juice of a berry sta..

Rituals In Blend~

A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..

Between blue moon and stirring sun, gasping for the horizon her skin in canary chemise draped sensual glow in dew pearls above plum upper lip sh..

Poppies~

A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..

Out of fields of poppies she emerged on the slip of a moment gently curled into a song she began to dance this f..

Sex with Dead Poets

A Poem by Kristin Reynolds

Dead great poets: who can resist them?

Strings Of Glass With Beaded Mirrors~

A Poem by NoneOfYourBusiness akaKIT..

"My mirror, mirror on the wall...How do we stop the inevitable fall..." asked the Bride as she tucked the Hanzo blade into its sheath. . . . "You tu..