the ugly writers

Glass Rod

Glass Rod You push me around with careless hands like I’m a glass rod on a wind chime forcing a word a tune out of me as the thin thread I dangle from wavers and I hold on another day before it breaks and I detach from the world I Read more…

Your way or the highway

You may have gotten on an unlucky streak. Nothing’s going your way. You didn’t get that promotion you think you deserve, You just got dumped by your boyfriend/girlfriend, You keep being denied on your visa application, You cannot hail a cab on a rainy Wednesday evening. Whatever it is, it’s Read more…