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Some #random thoughts on some books I read. Driftless by David Rhodes. The title reflects the geological origin of an area primarily in southwestern Wisconsin. Rural, small town, farm-based. Includes the death of a character that will hit rural/farm folks the hardest.

“The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool”  Touchstone, As You Like It🌲 🎨Touchstone by #JWWaterhouse💛 #AprilFoolsDay🤡 #AprilFoolsDayShakespeare🙃

After a breakdown, Van Gogh admitted himself to Saint-Paul-de-Mausole in May 1889. Painting in the asylum’s walled garden, he found calm in the cypresses—vertical prayers rising toward the sky. #artbots #vangogh

@jessbradywrites @darkxfer I hope you do participate! It is a great way to build those writing muscles!

@darkxfer Awesome! I love that, I'll see what I can throw together. Thanks so much. 🫶🏼

#vss365 #prompt for March 17, 2026 is #partake It’s time to follow the rainbow, a leprechaun or two, and partake in a masterpiece of prankster’s creations today! Happy St. Patrick's Day! 🍀🍀

@Gabino_Iglesias This is borderline perfect

This morning I walked out of the house and saw a thin man kneeling on the sidewalk coughing up blood. I went to him, but he looked up and raised his hand before I got there. Between coughs, he said "The secret to surviving this is...write this down…0316427012…Google it."

My late cousin, who I adored and miss every day, once said to me: Never make fun of someone for mispronouncing a word. It means they learned it by reading.

Just a silly post. #dinner

Someone stumbled upon arbitrage.

The real war is always with oneself.

To the x bots bashing my poem for its format to avoid the relevancy of its content: the verse shape is inspired by Minneapolis itself. Stop griping over the structure of a poem and funnel that critical energy towards the federal agents executing American citizens.

Blue veins You are dying That shit you took Destroyed your body Fucked up your mind You are barely human You look like a worm A flesh parasite Feeding in the sewer You must slither to Hell It's what you want #horrorprompt #vsshorror

He was fleshbound; he couldn’t control his instincts. He lived alone in darkness, wrestling with his mind. Sometimes his urges won. He roamed the streets for lone travellers, got them drunk, invited them home, where death came slowly. #horrorprompt.

Whispers twist and sway Secrets traded in the dark Fear hangs in the air #haikuhorrorprompt.

Anyone who pauses their reading to look up a word they don't know is a hero in our opinion.

“What afterlife awaits me?” I asked a man who claimed he could see beyond death. He shook his head & sighed. “You’ve wasted your life, abused others, squandered every opportunity t be good. All I see… the fires of hell, burning your flesh for all eternity.” #horrorprompt

He walked alone. Dust with each footstep wrapped around his boots. The distant stratus clouds would be welcome in the before times. Now, the slightest #drizzle is a warning sign; a siren announcing only what could be seen as terror. The Walker looked for cover. #vss365

My favorite thing about Twitter is when you open your feed and see something interesting that you never saw before and then it changes for no reason and you can never see that other thing again.

Hello, #vss365 family! I’m so excited to begin hosting, w/my first prompt dropping at 4 AM GMT. I’d like to thank Francis, @Dreamheadz, again for his time, support & creative selections. Wonderful, inspiring job! I look forward to reading & appreciating your beautiful creations!

Wilson Ricket’s mind was gone long before he reached the city. Fractured, twisted, leaving only destruction in its wake. The streets did not welcome him—evil followed in his shadow as he carved his own path of carnage. #horrorprompt. @horrorprompt

His destruction was not only physical—the sky and all below burned to oblivion, boulders crushing any remaining buildings—it was also psychological. People’s minds were weighed down by a deep, suffocating fear and despair. He was the master of destruction. #horrorprompt.

#horrorprompt #vsshorror It started almost from birth Their minds were slowly poisoned Making them believe lies over truth Making them embrace their chains They deserved less than the gilded They had not earned success Their fate was set at birth