A Mess Sludge
a massage w/o a massage a mirage w/o a mirage a cause w/o a cause we was when we was n’t, sent to invent before we went empty, tempt me, with the resemblance…
Tad Winslow
506 stories written on Ficly, 2010–2014, shared under CC BY-SA 3.0. Their page on ficly.com
Forgotten Login Free (Draft)
Almost forgot my login let the fingers retrace mistakes, aches, misplaced, wait, create, this place oh god this place of pixels quick, slow, sick, it hardly…
ABCDraft
*A* million fill Whaler’s *B* ay. The wind’ll weigh thin, they say, it’ll dwindle down 2 *C* lothespins in the hay of our hot vacation *D* ay.
Yer Lessons (draft) + More
yer transgressions were aggressions, yer hands, yer lessons, and the pain of being scared, cornered and bared, quivering sore shivering for so long unable to…
The Big Pig Pen Revision
Your words should be refined thought, let me remind you, family, like friends, aren’t chosen, they are all we have, I’ll say it again from the pig pen I’m in…
Write Calm And Give Thanks (500th Ficly)
Inspiration has taken a vacation. Awaken from misshapen anger and tell me what’s wrong. Try to write calm. Why would it matter? Pretend a baby depends upon…
Christina Ricci
Behave, but its better to never obey, Detour, delay, Christina Ricci, my 8 yr. old self wanted Wednesday Way back in the day, hey, I had Peachy facial hair and…
Rappin' Repost
a wavier while ago down the road a mile or so drunk and in denial + bile + throw, I stagger style up the walkway, heave ho, cleave those lobster claws, flip…
Been A Baby
red peppers, julienne them, then walk webbed, the peddlers are fresh out of thyme n’ evolution, television is pollution but it’s relevant, tell me it isn’t…
Submerging In The Street
violet wrists sun burnt piglet rain hit the Ave. slick glazy wavy black shiny Orca back skims the surface, swims, submerges, enormous jaws, forces that could…
gANGSTa Rappin' (freewrite)
a wavier while ago down the road a mile or so drunk and in denial + bile + throw, I stagger style up the walkway, heave ho, cleave those lobster claws, flip…
Human Hands
Feet run until the day they abandon life n’ become cold, our well will not still, tell me again n’ again--I’ll listen-- time is repetition, it’s in this…
Message For Maya
Fingers n’ toes Exposed eyes Closed those Old eyes tied To the mind Movements Are made of, An everlasting Piece of history, May she rest In peace Maya, my…
New Hawaiian Hampshire
Rainbows came thrown like the path of a touchdown pass, Grown like a patch sown like cotton seeds lead to cash, Folded and flown like paper aircraft, Alone…
Ants! And Lazy Decisions
Ants accumulated by my back door. What was I supposed to do? Throw them a picnic? I sprayed them with glass cleaner. The way they scurried, soaked in burning…
A Lil' More Than 1024 (free-write)
then the seething, uneven breathing, empty room puddled in pleading rocking knuckles knocking on the locked door wonderin softly what you’re cryin for lyin on…
Seemingly Still September
The room is charming, seemingly still, and disarming. Quizzes fill his limits. All he can do is listen, blue. She’s got a gift. Nothin is a given. Precision…
Semantics + Weirdness
God is like water to a police officer and I don’t have to tell you why. Plenty or empty? Depending on which half you have you have to have an avenue to path…
Syringe Shaped Shadow
A screen of digital text reflects manufactured trees bleached and pressed, without the mess, typed and sent in an instant ^ (sunlight made the night undress.)…
Having Illusions
Were you privileged growing up, or a wrong side of the tracks kind of kid? Did you slip through the cracks, asleep under city eyelids, running heavy mileage…