Challenge
give me a glimpse into your twisted mind
let's get honest with eachother. write a micropoem (a very short poem) about one or more of your raw thoughts. don't be scared; i'm all twisted up too. oh! and HEY! twisted doesn't have to mean ugly, u know?
across the barrier
i guess i wonder
how different
it would be
without me
not that i could make that
transition - across the barrier
but would anyone really
even notice if
i just
got swept away
into
that dark oblivion