Yahoos' yucky yachts
yield yearly yanking.
You yelp,
youngling,
yauping yellowing yells
yonder.
Yogic yearning yeuks,
yacking yesteryear's yuppies'
yokelish yatter.
Yapping yutzes,
yammerers, yodelers.
About the Creator
Jacob Sherman
The desire to read, and perhaps to write, should be cultivated and nurtured with care throughout every stage of life. For my part I will inject what strangeness and truth that I can into our written history. Expect no constants but honesty.
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Gossamer
"Murray! Wake up!" He loved that period between waking and dreaming. To him, it was like entering another dimension; more of a dreamscape than dreaming itself. There was an otherness to it that he wanted to grasp and yet deeply respected the fact that it could never be his totally. This is what gossamer was; flighty and light, a wisp of smokiness, an idea suggested but not fully revealed, a slit in cloth, a copse in the wood.
By Rachel Deeming7 days ago in Fiction
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It's amazing how I know exactly what this is about(or so I believe) with just a bit of clever word play. Amazing!