The life and times of Mr. P. Bag

It really is a testament to the unexpectedness of life. My downfall, that is, and, actually, the entire Bag family's fall from grace. You can trace our ancestry back to Sweden, where generations of pioneering Bags set forth into the world with their adventurous avant-garde spirit. Their unified vision to assist and facilitate lives made …

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Spring clean your Inner self, your Outer self will thank you

Photo by Anna Shvets on Pexels.com Spring has sprung! And with it comes the required seasonal sort out of house and garden, as well as a call to living a healthier life. So why not add to that list, an invitation to purge your innermost self as well. Here is my suggested to do list …

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Simplifications

Lisa Fotio She stood on the dock with the roar of the wind in her ears, her clothes flapping about. From this vantage point, the horde on shore had morphed from individual bits of flotsam into an ever increasing pulsating organism of movement and sound. A group of young men knocked into her, as they …

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Swing

Pixabay Schmooze me Booze me Long as I can lose me Even for just an hour Lie to myself It'll be okay Hold tight let go seems alright then don't know tic tac toe to and fro a losing game most every day trying crying feeling close to dying Gotta let go one final blow …

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For whatever mood you are in

Triage of reads that, in my opinion, work well together When you are in the mood for some deep introspection Romanticism, yearning, disappointment, betrayal in much earlier times. Nail biting action, fast paced and adrenalin pumping reads you can chew on. The raunchier, experimental, freer side of living and writing. (Bukowski title in English is: …

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Denial

Photo by Josie Stephens I dedicated myself to finding the truth. Dug in places that were dank and dark, unearthing the unmentionable. There were times I just couldn't keep going, I was so frozen with fear. But, in its own bizarrely macabre way, my curiosity eventually always got the better of me and so I …

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