poems Quicksand July 31, 2013by heather anne Head sunk under sand,electric pulse overwhelms.Empowered lungs breathe. Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading...
Some call it red 
Don’t breathe under sand! Good to see you’re so actively writing again 🙂
thanks! Gotta try and keep up with you 😉
I’ve been slacking. Had my teeth pulled and can’t think straight x.x Finally getting a groove back.
Ostrich
ahahaha!
you just blew my mind on my own work.