the ugly writers

Namaste

Namaste     Breathe. I am giving you back to the sea. You deserve to float among the dolphins, nemos, and mermaids not to die of loneliness inside an aquarium. Fly. I am giving you back to the mountains. At…
the ugly writers

Ruins

As frail as autumn leaves These moldered reckless ruins Were scarred, Marred by mounting grief.
the ugly writers

A Murder Of Reality

An unkindness in the lure a conspiracy craving more I cannot adapt, I’m sure! in this insanity I adore the murder of the flock the hands of the ticking clock I cannot tell if this is reality or if it’s…