Tincupdaisy : Writing

My Two Children

My Two Children

A Story by Tincupdaisy


The unfolding of life
SUSPENSION BRIDGE

SUSPENSION BRIDGE

A Poem by Tincupdaisy


The sun and I float across the prairie Suspended. The wide, Idaho sky goes with us. High desert is the proper term. The Oregon Trail, wide expa..
TO CIRCLE THE RINK IS THE THING

TO CIRCLE THE RINK IS THE THING

A Poem by Tincupdaisy


Staying in life
THERE GOES DONK

THERE GOES DONK

A Poem by Tincupdaisy


womens' fear
THE PEOPLE OF THE BUS

THE PEOPLE OF THE BUS

A Poem by Tincupdaisy


unconditional love?
THAT FISH CAN MOVE

THAT FISH CAN MOVE

A Poem by Tincupdaisy


That fish can move When he wants to Just let me plop down something Suddenly Boy can he move His little butt
SIMPLY SON

SIMPLY SON

A Poem by Tincupdaisy


symptoms of depression
OF THE EARTH

OF THE EARTH

A Poem by Tincupdaisy


Spring
NO FLOATERS

NO FLOATERS

A Poem by Tincupdaisy


Infused

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