cicero (58)in #fiction • 7 years agothe man in the pictureLies don't end relationships the truth does. ― Shannon L. Alder I was vain in my youth—never once experienced…cicero (58)in #poetry • 7 years agowaiting in the rainwaiting in the rain and getting soaked, fearing you won’t come but holding hope; you walk down the street it…cicero (58)in #steemgig • 8 years agoIs anybody else having trouble loading pics lately?I haven't been posting in a while mainly because of frustration with the whole process of uploading pics to my…cicero (58)in #fiction • 8 years agoPendle Hill WitchesI came to Lancaster to assist on an archaeology dig, not get involved with witches. Emma Manley the local historian…cicero (58)in #fiction • 8 years agoInhuman ... over twenty thousand years old and the lights are still onDamien Moshe contacted me out of the blue. We had been working together at Gobekli Tepe in southeastern Turkey and…cicero (58)in #fiction • 8 years agoLeprechaun ...what would St. Paddy’s Day be without an Irishman?The annual Library Technical Services Party was to be held on Saint Patrick’s Day. Being a Murphy, and black Irish…cicero (58)in #creativity • 8 years agoPast ImperfectOn her forty-seventh Birthday, Emma took a big risk and entered Nursing School. Now, in her fiftieth year, she faced…cicero (58)in #fiction • 8 years agoPeel Off My Socks ...the depression is worse tonight because I shot a boy.I’m finally home. I sit on the edge of my bed, peel off my socks and come apart. After the anger comes tears. I’m…cicero (58)in #fiction-trail • 8 years agoBuild the Wall ...Do good fences really make good neighbours?“Is he dead?” I nodded and choked back a sob. Two cops shot in less than a week—this one, just six months back from…cicero (58)in #fiction • 8 years agoWar of 1812 an image I couldn’t get out of my brain.I didn’t like him or his steely eyes. There was something cruel, hidden behind his genial façade. I know people. I’m…cicero (58)in #writing • 8 years agoThe Transparent LifeWe get so much in the habit of wearing disguises before others that we finally appear disguised before ourselves.…cicero (58)in #fiction • 8 years agoPuttin' on the Ritz finding a woman of qualityLike the worn, but expensive furniture in my New York Apartment, I had seen better days, but also like the furniture…cicero (58)in #fiction • 8 years agoTop SecretI’m being followed and it’s got me worried. Louise says I’m paranoid and obsessed, but she’s wrong. There’s a black…cicero (58)in #fiction • 8 years agoI'd really like to see you tonight“Am I co-dependent or just lonely? I don’t know—sometimes I think it’s a little of both. Oh wait, there’s that song…cicero (58)in #fiction • 8 years agoLonely nights watching the stars without youDampness falls, drips on the roof and darkened gutters, settles on my shirt crumpled on the bed. Dampness…cicero (58)in #poetry-trail • 8 years agoA Spell to Ward off Wayward WitchesA Spell to Ward off Wayward Witches Mob of joggers, Murder of crows, Cadre of killers, Knot of…cicero (58)in #fiction-trail • 8 years agoThe Narcissist ...always right, means never wrongLeonard Brice was always right which was another way of saying he was never wrong. This fact irritated his colleagues…cicero (58)in #fiction-trail • 8 years agoLabour of love ...a poem for usMay the love in your heart overshadow any sorrows, and may you always know with a deep inner certainty, how loved…cicero (58)in #fiction • 8 years agoCatch a falling stardamaged and broken and unhinged. But so are shooting stars and comets. ― Nikita Gill The suburbs were quiet for a…cicero (58)in #fiction • 8 years agoThe Man in the Mirror ...every day, in every way, it's getting better and better“Mark Cooper is not a failure.” He stared at the unshaven face before him. The Man in the Mirror shrugged and…
