Jaye Ruggiero-Cash

Joined February 2020

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Writer | Poet | Musician | Actor | Model

Lover of all things arts & humanities

"When we are shaped by the sounds and shades of truth, the colors never fade."

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A Drive-By Splashing
Walking down the street A passing car hurls the near- By puddle at me
By Jaye Ruggiero-Cashabout a month ago in Poets
Wardrobe Malfunction
Felt cute, till the wind Came by and sent my skirt in- To parachute mode.
By Jaye Ruggiero-Cashabout a month ago in Poets
Wearing My Lunch
My favorite white shirt Decided it’d look better With my lunch on it.
By Jaye Ruggiero-Cashabout a month ago in Poets
Rude Awakening
Collided with the Wall as I stumbled across The room half asleep.
By Jaye Ruggiero-Cashabout a month ago in Poets
Who Washed Whom?
As I was washing A spoon, it quickly became A shower for me. * I turned the spoon up Too far and was hit with a
By Jaye Ruggiero-Cashabout a month ago in Poets
Manspreading
Sitting on the train, Next to a guy. His legs are Spread, his knee on mine. * Funny how women Are told to close their legs, while
By Jaye Ruggiero-Cashabout a month ago in Poets
Top Story - October 2023
The 3 Pillars Of Haunted House Etiquette Top Story - October 2023
I’ve been spending this Halloween season working as a scare actor at a haunted house. And while it’s been challenging, it’s been a great time with some great people, and a great place for me to exercise my acting skills!
By Jaye Ruggiero-Cash2 months ago in Horror
An Ill-Timed Mouthful
The waiter asks “How’s the food?” I try to answer… but my mouth is full.
By Jaye Ruggiero-Cash2 months ago in Poets
The Disintegrating Sandwich
My sandwich was so Good, but it crumbled in my Hands as I ate it.
By Jaye Ruggiero-Cash2 months ago in Poets
Grieving The Dead, And The Living
As I pulled up to the cemetery, I felt a sort of dread in the pit of my stomach. I hardly ever went there anymore. It was hard to. Losing my brother still weighs so heavily on my heart, even now. But I felt a little better about it this time because Eric would be there with me. I figured, at least I wouldn’t be alone.
By Jaye Ruggiero-Cash3 months ago in Chapters
Autumn Colors
The trees turn vibrant As the leaves show their fiery Colors once again.
By Jaye Ruggiero-Cash3 months ago in Poets
The Earth Turns Pink
Petals fall from the Cherry blossom tree, and grace The Earth with magic.
By Jaye Ruggiero-Cash3 months ago in Poets