dVerse
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It’s Open Link Night at the dVerse Poets Pub! Your lips move In sync with your hands, giving a voice to the words that live in your heart. You write them on the air (in permanent, invisible ink) and my heart can hear ~ So clearly ~ What my ears cannot.
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It’s Quadrille Monday over at the dVerse Poets Pub. The writing prompt is the word, cheer. “Cheer up!” They tell me. “Be grateful for the good things in life!” They’ll never understand. Without you, things are just things: diamonds are no different than plastic; filet mignon may as well be salami. But you! You’re what
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It’s Open Link Night at the dVerse Poets Pub! Look at me and smile that smile; make my heart beat like velvet jackhammers again and whisper my name like it is holy. Feed the obsession.
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The writing prompt at the dVerse Poets Club is Fire. You started a fire like never before, and now you can’t put it out. Don’t start something that someone else has to finish.
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It’s Quadrille Monday over at the dVerse Poets Pub. The writing prompt is spoil. You should be mine, heart and soul, like it was meant to be. But no. You just had to fall in love with that one. Couldn’t you have waited? Wasn’t I worth it? My impatient love, you’ve spoiled everything —
Ergo, the Ogre 