©2017 E. R. Smith
No time like the present was said to me
Ok you mean now, you mean..?
Time waits for no man was said to me
So I’m late you mean?
Seize the time was yelled at me
Held my lil ears, “Don’t know what you mean?”
These are dangerous times, was whispered
Perked up, “Hope I don’t get injured?”
Hard to talk about time to a child
Young minds catapult meaning so wild
Lose those platitudes remember their style
A welcoming space for resistance to the forces of oppression and hegemony.
Official Blog of the NYC Department of Education
The value of greed is priceless
An Archive of Curious Facts for the Curious
Because we all are...
Whatever I feel like
Blogger's world galore
This WordPress.com site is the bee's knees
Food. Lifestyle. Ramblings
YA Fantasy Novelist, Poet, & Visual Word Artist
The Ridges of Intertextuallity
by Lize Bard
Poetess/Writer
A welcoming space for resistance to the forces of oppression and hegemony.
Official Blog of the NYC Department of Education
The value of greed is priceless
An Archive of Curious Facts for the Curious
Because we all are...
Whatever I feel like
Blogger's world galore
This WordPress.com site is the bee's knees
Food. Lifestyle. Ramblings
YA Fantasy Novelist, Poet, & Visual Word Artist
The Ridges of Intertextuallity
by Lize Bard
Poetess/Writer
book reviews galore
Smile!
Tales from the mouth of a wolf
Show the world what you possess
I have people to kill, lives to ruin, plagues to bring, and worlds to destroy. I am not the Angel of Death. I'm a fiction writer.
Words of Wonder, Worry and Whimsy
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
let the conversation begin.
