#writerscraft

Worlds upon worlds  And I still look too human Still, still — Between the god of resolve and the sun A lingering echo A dream of ink, both dissolving in water 

The romance of addiction in the hands of his.

I am a writer of war.

Dance with me.

Love is a funky sight.

The saint of eloping madness.

Lure of may.

In the life of hedged sun.

Time is a cry of grace in the sun.

The erosion of sorts in love.

I.

Seek of war.

Tragic sight of seasonal man.

I.

Dense sway of green

let's make nectar, honey, news in a positive.

let's watch windows from streets below carnivores or wrap a quiet strong hand around oh, so be gentle again...

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palm fortune and paper cards that don't tell you, not exactly, what will become.

suck it up, buttercup, problem child, brilliant mind in a dull scrotum of couragous what-have-you.

In the cusp of sea.

In the tinge of summer.

The dance of poetic.

Heavens called us upon.

Crying of tenth lie.

Syrups of God's.

In the spinning season.

In the make of tragedy.

The heroic dance.

The seek of nuances.

The search of sight.

The seemingly sea.

The dense man.

I.

The ache of sea

i live around people who fail to communicate their big emotions and walk on eggshells. there are so many other things for them to fix and heal, such as their own mental health. perhaps the light is why i am mostly happy and my parents are so spiritually unwell.

I don't want that to end.

Writing the book is just one part.

There’s also:

1. Editing

2. Proofreading

3. Formatting

4. Publishing

And each one matters if you want your book to actually look professional.