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We Were More Than Ghosts — Pint Sized Lit

By: Linda M. Crate we’re just ghostsonce we knew each othernow we just wisheach other a happy birthdayon facebook,and i used to mournthe loss of everything we had;used to talk for hourschildhood youth twined us tightas the golden rods dancingin the field—childhood innocence and growing pains,and everything between;you were always so strongand so bravei admired […]

We Were More Than Ghosts —
Posted in Word Prompt

Jealous of My Wings —

By: Linda M. Crate “you’re not as pureas the driven white snow.” didn’t realizethat being humanwas a purity test,yes,i am far from perfect; but at least i admitmy mistakes and flaws— you were a devilwho insisted he were an angel,trying to inhibit my flightbecause you were jealousof my wings. Linda M. Crate’s works have been published in […]

Jealous of My Wings —
Posted in stream of consciousness

Crumbs

I’m a little bit messy
In life and in love
Memories splatter
Over walls and stale cloths
Across my shirt
Down my chin
A touch here and there
Fragrant reminders
Of a life I missed
Stick to my lips
Crumbs, ravaged
Forgotten details I pick up
Again and again

Posted in Photo

QPD – Leftover

Leftover beauty

Milk in my hands

Though I squeeze every crevice of skin together

It seeks out the cracks

Slivers of space where thought once existed

It bleeds over my knuckles

Counting the moments

One by one

Lucious seconds dripping to the floor

Opaque shape shifting shadows

Of a minute hand stuck

Though the clock ticks on