You could pull out all my hair
And
Pluck out my eyes
And
Eat them in front of me
Like
Spaghetti and meatballs
And
I would still kiss you
When
You were done.
My word is goddess It's not an invitation But a prophecy
Inspired by Folk, Blues, Psychedelic Rock, Krautrock, Electronica, Punk, Industrial, and Noise Rock I make music alone and with friends since 1998.
Photography: Every story has a picture and every picture has a story.
through the darkness there is light
poetry of Stephanie McManus
Lifelong learner and blogging enthusiast
We only live once. Hence, let's not stop dreaming
Poetry, stories and some random words...
Ideas, opinion, tips, advice, inspiration, and motivation of daily life.
A pitch + moodboard event for writers.
Benjamin Grossman 