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Tag Archives: Pink Girl Ink prompts
…. oughta chill, and i will. as soon as all this busy sun -shine sway fades ……… away. . prompted by pinkgirlink.
… It was trying; you were trying (to kill me, slowly) (to fill me, flow me with a rage that should have lasted decades.) Fractured promises and tables, hidden movie tickets, the smell of weed and sin. The thin crimson … Continue reading
sunshine tutu her way through the tulips and barefoot beg this grass to cartwheel us whipfast into a long slow summer of cool nights and fireflies and street -lights as curfew. She wants a periwinkle marker and enough smooth creamy … Continue reading
. My heart was a door left, a jar (of fireflies spent) and you slithered inside to steal their last smudged bit of glow. Oh, how these marbled hours do drag -on. Know that I am keeper of the lid … Continue reading
The moon of a poet is an always-roaming thing. – Pink Girl Ink, Stacy Lynn Mar . Most days, I am full to bursting, words spilling out like milk and song. Even when it’s all but a tiny fingernail crease … Continue reading
pink girl offers first lines as story/poem starters (my title is one, tilted.) click here to read them all, and get inspired.