20 Lines A Day

A Community of Writers and Photographers


finally back after a long uncomfortable absence, I hate not posting regularly :(

hollow eyes –
window to
hollow soul.
rainbows of youth
faded, dull grey hues
plague cloudy skies.
winged dreams fall
battered, bashed, shattered, torn.
muted screams heard –
from the aching
gnawing inside.
they cling onto shreds of

The Photocopy Machine

Green glow consumes the person.

Churning, whirring,
White papers with black dots, white papers with black dots, white papers with black dots
The same blots on the same purity.

Hours and hours and hours. Again.

White blouse. Black skirt. White nails.
Permed black hair. White ring. Black boots.


How do you do?

Please pay,
$x for one pristine replication.



On where I stand

Where I Stand


I stand for those trying to make an honest living.

I stand for those unable to find a job.

I stand for capitalism…the ability to earn a living and reap the benefits of your own hard work.

I stand for those who work hard and still cannot make ends meet…

I’ve been there.

I stand for those who don’t think they’re entitled

Just because they breathe.

I stand for those…so many…who need help

And can’t find it.

I stand for all who are looked down upon and judged

Just because they are poor.

I stand for my beliefs in Jesus Christ.

I stand for the right to proclaim those beliefs.

I stand for loving those who share those beliefs…

and for still loving, and respecting others who do not.

I stand for loving all those who have plenty…

and all those who lack much.

I stand for you and for me                                on this journey…side by side.

I stand when I’d much rather                                        lie down crumpled in the corner.

I will stand until they                                                                lay me in the ground.


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