barely hanging on to the promise of a full bloom, my fluid soul reflects strange shapes in clever darkness
Promise of a Flower
barely hanging on to the promise of a full bloom, my fluid soul reflects strange shapes in clever darkness
"Oh! Take a shit, read a story" - My Mother on Flash Fiction
Flash fiction tales of humor, horror and whimsy
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Putting music to words, and words to pictures ~
What a strange world we live in! You have brought a smile to my face. Thank you Prashant.
It’s a pleasure! Smiles are beautiful…how they measure perfectly with tears…
It is my belief that you Prashant are able to find poetry in every single thing there is to see, to feel, to be and I am grateful to you for that! 🙂