E.K. Daniels

Joined March 2021

210 stories

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Writer, watercolorist, and regular at the restaurant at the end of the universe. Twitter @inkladen

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Fickle. Runner-Up in Quadru-haiku Challenge.
Oh how the winds change, Fickle with their direction Is my restless mind.
By E.K. Daniels3 years ago in Poets
Window In the Wall
If walls could talk, would you talk back? You wouldn’t be the first one, trust me. It’s normal here. But we don’t like to use that word. Not anymore, anyway. It used to be thrown around all the time, though. And if you weren’t normal, you got thrown here. Sometimes literally.
By E.K. Daniels3 years ago in Fiction
Cupid’s A Sniper
A pierce of my heart, An arrow shot from the sky, Cupid's a sniper.
By E.K. Daniels3 years ago in Poets
I Once Was Many Trees
If walls could talk, what would they say? I can tell you what I would say. I think I'm qualified. Who are we? Why are we here? Where did we come from?
By E.K. Daniels3 years ago in Fiction
Where Are the Flowers?
I wept at your birth, Now the tears water your grave. Where are the flowers?
By E.K. Daniels3 years ago in Poets
Where Did the Time Go?
You cried in my arms, You made me laugh 'til I cried. Where did the time go?
By E.K. Daniels3 years ago in Poets
Moments
Drunk on the moments, We sip memories sweetly, Savour every drop.
By E.K. Daniels3 years ago in Poets
Forgetting
Drops in the ocean, Forgetting that we are all Oceans in a drop.
By E.K. Daniels3 years ago in Poets
Sage
Moon casts her shadows, Reveals sage in the cycles, Tides bide for no one.
By E.K. Daniels3 years ago in Poets
Softened Glass
What's the speed of time? Slipping slowly grains of sand, Softened glass amass.
By E.K. Daniels3 years ago in Poets
A Perfectly Rare Day
Have you ever had one of those days - Where everything seems to go right? The lights go green, the skies turn blue, And the fish take every bait bite?
By E.K. Daniels3 years ago in Poets
Make Me a Delta
River of your mouth meets my stream, a confluence, makes me a delta.
By E.K. Daniels3 years ago in Poets