All Yours. By themischievousannaAugust 10, 2016 ( 1 ) Authority demands Access, To the fictions Of my truth, And I am nobody In repute. Advertisements Share this:Share on TumblrTweetMoreEmailPrintPocketLike this:Like Loading... Categories: Art, Politics, WritingTags: art, emotions, fiction&poetry, life, poetry, Politics, writing Related Articles Perpetually Flooding. By themischievousanna2 weeks ago Heirloom Weight. By themischievousanna4 weeks ago Malaise. By themischievousanna1 month ago 1 comment › jackcollier7 August 10, 2016 • 6:05 pm So damn true. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply ↓ Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email.