

April 10- SandBorn from sand and barren wavesApril 10- Sand
a pantomime of eyes An onyx sphere on earthen light that grounded from the sky Banish all you to the dark Purge all logic on the mark Glowing spiral, turning pyre Waters, leap and teardrops arc Leave it, love and leave above this blanket in the earth We drowned tonight, we died tonight we left with all it's worth Give me now a brighter spark Starlight simple, moonlight stark Shadow ocean; rocking motion Go to sleep, and lie the dark


April 9-ClockworkScreen shutting gently now The falling atmosphere Unwinding golden things Sunshine and moldy rings on frozen statue kings Opening the door The clock hands aging down the wooden numerals Counting the ages past and ghastly spells it cast Across the floorboard's mast Walking down the hall Recalling back the scene Spent vainly telling time A gift of rotting sand to steps on second handsApril 9-Clockwork


April 9-MayaA bridge made of morning and cobalt blue bangles binding around her wrists Wind whisks away wisps of hair into Maya's face and ruffle navy lace across a flowing denim sea Every step on pavement and glass sandstone she stands tall with the city, Maya watches the sunset and crimson ebbs and flows in a whirlpool The hermit, the priestess The queen of cups and wine and water turn into bits of masks taken off at willApril 9-Maya
The world is a paper cup That could burst at any moment
Why not drink it while it lasts?


April 8-Seven LettersBefore I die... will I be something? Will my hands turn to ink and my body paper and my skin to the cover of a book? I refuse to be a number but I wish to be a word Sun or shadow or something less melodramatic because I am not just a box with a label I am more than anger or sorrow or danger Don't open me up don't try and understand Because empathy is only seven little letters part of an imperfect world and an imperfect joke that I wish I could escape Before I die Do I dare to live?April 8-Seven Letters
So here's the deal: January is a new month, and a new year, to start over from scratch and remember what Write-Off is ALL about.
And in good ol' Write-Off spirit, we're kicking off the new year with a brand spankin' new competition. Want more information on entering and prizes? Check out the home page.
Now come on, you WriteOffers, you. Show us what you're made of.
Are you IN for January?
Love and be loved,
BA
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*007-WriteOff - Not such a crazy idea after all.
Beware The Scent of Elderberries!
The Most Shagadelic Writing Club Around.
YEAH BABY!
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" Life doesn't have to be useful to be justified. "
Sincerely,
Shiroi-Sensei~<3
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" Life doesn't have to be useful to be justified. "
Sincerely,
Shiroi-Sensei~<3
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" Life doesn't have to be useful to be justified. "
Sincerely,
Shiroi-Sensei~<3
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