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The future Dr. Montavius Q. Jones. Just a young writer with big aspirations. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email. A novel by god.
March 2015 – the future Dr. Montavius Q. Jones
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The future Dr. Montavius Q. Jones. Just a young writer with big aspirations. March 11, 2015. March 11, 2015. First of all, I’d like to thank Manuelito from IndoThoughts. I love writing, so to see someone enjoy what I write is amazing and I didn’t know such an honor existed. I’m truly grateful. The rules of this award are. 1 What is your favorite number? 26 ,it’s my birth date. 2 What is your favorite movie? Beautiful Creatures, I can watch it all the time. 3 Who was one of your childhood friends? 11 Who ...
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The future Dr. Montavius Q. Jones. Just a young writer with big aspirations. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email. A novel by god.
February 2015 – the future Dr. Montavius Q. Jones
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The future Dr. Montavius Q. Jones. Just a young writer with big aspirations. February 26, 2015. February 26, 2015. Here we are sitting in this room, with nothing but bitter anger and hate separating us. You won’t talk to me, but your body language is speaking octaves to my eyes. I know you hate me by the way your eyes glimmer with hurt. The crease of your brow tells me of your impatience to deal with me. The flex of veins says you want to hurt me in every possible way. I’m sorry, I hurt you.
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Beauty and the Beast | Journal of an Indonesian College Student
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Journal of an Indonesian College Student. Fiction, Poetry, and Rants. Beauty and the Beast. February 27, 2015. February 28, 2015. She was a book, which he never gave more than a look. She was a flute, that he wished he could mute. She was a mix of wonderful ingredients, and he was a mix of. She was a fruit, ripe and sweet. He was the knife, that cut her deep. She’d often go to bed, and look to the sky. She’d search for a star, wishing one would past by. Because if one ever did, it would give her a chance;.
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Knowing Me | People, Things, and Life
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People, Things, and Life. Random thoughts, experiences, and wonderings mostly put into poetry. August 14, 2015. August 14, 2015. Is such as knowing. One sure thing,. Is such as knowing. To those who blindly. My buzzes are thoughts. I’m too afraid to shout. So I say them quietly,. And whisper to myself. Is such as knowing. What’s behind each door. But the locks keep changing,. As people always do. So more and more. But what does it uncover? Is such as knowing. Tells a different story. Liked by 2 people.
The Roller Coaster of Life (poem) | Journal of an Indonesian College Student
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Journal of an Indonesian College Student. Fiction, Poetry, and Rants. The Roller Coaster of Life (poem). February 17, 2015. February 18, 2015. Up, down; the roller coaster goes. Fowards, backwards; I walk on my toes. Life’s a track, full of twists and turns. You can reach the top; you can crash and burn. One day you’re happy, the next day you’re not. At first you believe, eventually you doubt. You reach success; a six-figure salary. You lose your job; a big wave of misery. Tags: Fiction and Poetry. Febru...
“No Text” – A Writer’s Block | Journal of an Indonesian College Student
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Journal of an Indonesian College Student. Fiction, Poetry, and Rants. 8220;No Text” – A Writer’s Block. February 21, 2015. February 22, 2015. 8220;No text.”. It was written on over half my memos. My memopad had been deprived of words for days. It was hungry for paragraphs,. And thirsty for metaphors;. And I couldn’t afford to feed it. My creativity funds were running low, and my. Inspiration wallet was as flat as paper. I digged into the deepest recesses of my mind,. Tags: Fiction and Poetry. Liked by 1 ...
Victim – The Storm | Journal of an Indonesian College Student
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Journal of an Indonesian College Student. Fiction, Poetry, and Rants. Victim – The Storm. February 22, 2015. February 22, 2015. The blackened skies,. Aren’t as black as my eyes. Rain clouds form;. But my eyes are the storm. My heart sends a letter. My letter reads “tired of it all.”. My bruises are iced. This pain is real. I try to ignore,. But I hear a knock on the door. My veins start pulsing. My heart’s igniting. The fear is real. This pain, i feel. Could it be him? This, I plee. My only hope: to flee.
Dear Question Mark, | Journal of an Indonesian College Student
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Journal of an Indonesian College Student. Fiction, Poetry, and Rants. Dear Question Mark,. February 18, 2015. February 18, 2015. Dear Question Mark,. I adore how your presence can add mystery, and how your absence can add certainty. I’ve dreamt of a world without you; deprived of knowledge and suspicion. It was horrible, and bland. That’s why I adore you. You’re exciting, and impossibly brilliant. You bring out the best of my curiosity, and make me think in wonderful ways. Tags: Fiction and Poetry. Liked...
The Pains of a Perfectionist | Journal of an Indonesian College Student
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Journal of an Indonesian College Student. Fiction, Poetry, and Rants. The Pains of a Perfectionist. June 29, 2015. June 29, 2015. The pain pulsed from my veins to my. Every slightly oval circle. Every crooked body part I drew. Every imperfection painted my face a different. My eyes were sitting on bags darker than night. I often checked my clock. It always read “way past curfew.”. Now I’m different. Now every line I draw is arched. Now every circle I sketch is subtly oval. Perfection is boring and bland.
Apocalypse – My Virtual Diary
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Poem, Stories, Sarcasm and whatever else comes in my mind. May 10, 2015. May 10, 2015. I walk on an empty street,. Houses on the sides bleak,. Wind whispers a deadly note,. Clouds shroud the city in a distressed cloak,. Gravel crumbles under my feet,. Windows sing a hollow hymn,. Lungs burning from the fumes that arise,. Vision tinted grey from suppressed cries,. Tried to scream,. But the words won’t come out,. I slumped there gaping,. As I contemplate on my loss,. I survived, yet dead inside,.
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200 followers…YIPPEE!!! | livinglifewithsoumi
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Searching for meaning and the end? August 14, 2015. People around me talk about their Facebook and Twitter followers whereas I am proud of my WordPress Followers! So thank you …every single one of you who reads ,likes and comments…Also those who don’t;););). Keep reading and happy blogging! All posts are written by S unless otherwise stated. To contact the writer drop an email at taralight26@gmail.com. Middot; October 4, 2015. Hey congrats👏🏻👏🏻😊… I should really learn much from you… 😊😊. Middot; Aug...
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Tim Staley, poet
Tim Staley, poet. 4 new poems in HINENI Magazine. January 2, 2017. January 2, 2017. Click the image above to read 4 new Tim Staley poems in Hineni Magazine. 20 Exercises in Elitism. Was originally published in. SCENES FROM THE 2016 FALL POETRY TOUR. October 18, 2016. October 24, 2016. September 25, 2016 Anasazi Winery Placitas, NM. September 30, 2016 New Mexico State University Las Cruces, NM. October 8, 2016 Wild Fig Books Lexington, KY. October 10, 2016 Sandra Small Gallery Covington, KY. August 3, 2016.
Confessions of a B-Grade Poet
Confessions of a B-Grade Poet. Let's talk of poems, poets, dogs, art, love, friendships, guitars and sand, fireflies and rain- the whole ferris wheel ride of it! Saturday, August 31, 2013. Some Delights of Language. 8220;Aren’t we lucky to have so many words that can refine, shade, and precisely communicate exactly the things we want to express? My students stare at me, slightly skeptical, mildly bemused. A girl in the front row states matter-of-factly, “Of course not.”. 8220;And why not? Bad “ unc.
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the future Dr. Montavius Q. Jones – just a young writer with big aspirations
The future Dr. Montavius Q. Jones. Just a young writer with big aspirations. Muse: a collection of dedication poems . poem # 3 (little brother). Muse: a collection of dedication poems . poem # 2 (Daughter of Oshun). August 6, 2016. August 7, 2016. Anna Wintour walked in with a swift motion taking her position in one of the spacious chairs that complimented the room. Johnna admired her power and her beauty and how she did everything with grace and poise. After settling she thus began the interview. Anna: ...
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August 10, 2006. Of pumped air,. Hung in the space between your eyebrows. Dry-spell rain drops in a fuzzy wall above the eyes,. Stretch out suddenly,. As if rediscovering their legs. After a long cramped journey. Another day at the office. Posted by Laura at 8:07 pm. July 07, 2006. Sediments and so on. Pebbles on the coastline. Scrawled on pages of music. With huge, smooth-down ellipses. As big as your hand,. Cracking a salt-surf baseline. On the edge of our island;. To charcoal-grey sharpened sand;.
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August 16, 2015. You sit on my name. Your heart has small hands. What is the escape hatch. What of sensations, like the. Ones I give you. What of the well that. Only the well can. How far do we go for. Its crystal promise;. To a wider world? On a warmer day? I am not simply you. I am housed in your. December 22, 2013. Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com. Blog at WordPress.com.
