

I Fell From the Tree Again______________________________I Fell From the Tree Again
I fell from the tree again. That tree so cold with age, so brittle, with daggers hanging and dripping; it tries to carve its name below as its branches bend and drag beneath a merciless sky.
The wind carries a shroud, that caresses the tree with splicing comfort. It feels not like us, &


Feb15. Our TracesAs a feather shifts it traces a meticulous path, soft like fingertips, to a window blanketed by whispers of tomorrow.Feb15. Our Traces
As I watched this feather waft about I realized that we are similar to its path: swinging like pendulums
from horizontal perimeters to floor, our paths fading behind us, our traces sinking into the earth.
Devious Comments
So here's the deal: January is a new month, and a new year, to start over from scratch and remember what Write-Off is ALL about.
And in good ol' Write-Off spirit, we're kicking off the new year with a brand spankin' new competition. Want more information on entering and prizes? Check out the home page.
Now come on, you WriteOffers, you. Show us what you're made of.
Are you IN for January?
Love and be loved,
BA
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YEAH BABY!
duh, of course you can, it's your account, there's no real rules to it. As long as you're writing, it's all good.
Welcome to the madhouse, hun!!!
Hope you have a ball, and get lots of writing done.
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