Going in the Drink. By themischievousannaNovember 23, 2016 Figures that the pulse On tap, Would freeze The destination on The stillest map. Advertisements Share this:Share on TumblrTweetMoreEmailPrintPocketLike this:Like Loading... Categories: Photography, Poetry, WritingTags: fiction&poetry, life, people, photography, photos, poetry, Thoughts, writing Related Articles Under the wasted rubble. By themischievousanna4 weeks ago Another subject. By themischievousanna1 month ago The Messiness of Illusion. By themischievousanna1 month ago 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. Notify me of new posts via email.