Withered flowers on his crowned head. A blackened leafy dress on his bodice. Thorns of growing greed around his limbs Gracefully gliding along his skin.
The whole world has climbed into their attics or maybe down to the spooky parts of their basements where they found the trunks grandparents and
I wrote earlier today about personal struggles I am having deciding what to post on Brave and Reckless during these uncertain times (While Rome Burns).
One of my favorite Brave and Reckless writing challenges from 2017 was the phrase ‘I am more than breath and bone’. This worthy prompt will
The song that has been playing in my head since shit got real with the Corona Virus is REM’s It’s The End Of The World
I have started to post the fabulous responses to the Moon Ate the Dark Creativity Prompt Challenge. I hope you have been enjoying them as