For @stadarooni who gave me the prompt of writing something relating to surrealism or dreams. :)
Others saw a blank painting. She saw the mountains and rivers. True love is innate.
a structured free-verse poem about oxymorons
a moth flew out of the smoke that i blew out
That Time I Tried t o Paint a Mountain
the philosophy of avoidance
A little poem about a farmer's midnite adventures. Dedicated to the memory of Don Van Vliet (it would've been his birthday today).
Fun little stream of consciousness story