List: 🪟 Writings of our lonely years of Covid & other moments lost | Curated by Pluto Wolnosci 🟣

Mar 8, 2023

12 stories

🪟 Writings of our lonely years of Covid & other moments lost
Adeline Dimond
Notes on Our Collective Mental BreakdownWe need help.
Apr 2, 2022
73
Apr 2, 2022
73
In
Takes the Cake
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For Ease of Reentry Find an Art BuddyArt (including writing) is improved by not going alone.
Aug 25, 2021
Aug 25, 2021
In
Takes the Cake
by
Pluto Wolnosci 🟣
I Am One with My Joband My Job Is with Me
Aug 24, 2021
1
Aug 24, 2021
1
In
Takes the Cake
by
Pluto Wolnosci 🟣
EmmausThe divine in each of us. A poem.
Aug 16, 2021
1
Aug 16, 2021
1
In
Takes the Cake
by
Pluto Wolnosci 🟣
Why I Write PoetryGood or bad, I can no longer live without it.
Aug 7, 2021
2
Aug 7, 2021
2
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Long-Distance Romance 1990sSubmission for the prompt “connect”
Oct 27, 2021
3
Oct 27, 2021
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ART TALES
by
Pluto Wolnosci 🟣
Bubbling OverA poem of waiting, for the prompt “sour”
Oct 12, 2021
3
Oct 12, 2021
3
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ART TALES
by
Pluto Wolnosci 🟣
Instant Pot OatmealPrompt: Pressure, instant pot drawing and short fiction
Oct 10, 2021
3
Oct 10, 2021
3
In
Takes the Cake
by
Pluto Wolnosci 🟣
Slow Motion Car WreckA poem about the disaster that is parenting right now. One mom’s inability to feel like things aren’t horrible.
Sep 21, 2021
1
Sep 21, 2021
1
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The Lark
by
Pluto Wolnosci 🟣
StrongerPoetry
Sep 4, 2021
1
Sep 4, 2021
1
In
Takes the Cake
by
Pluto Wolnosci 🟣
Hibernates in SpringSpring again and like those ancients
I am thanking God I am 
waked another morn
Apr 15, 2021
Apr 15, 2021
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filtkokong“I can be down whenever 
dinner is ready,” he calls 
from his office (bedroom-turned-office)
Dec 20, 2020
Dec 20, 2020

🪟 Writings of our lonely years of Covid & other moments lost

Notes on Our Collective Mental Breakdown

We need help.

For Ease of Reentry Find an Art Buddy

Art (including writing) is improved by not going alone.

I Am One with My Job

and My Job Is with Me

Emmaus

The divine in each of us. A poem.

Why I Write Poetry

Good or bad, I can no longer live without it.

Long-Distance Romance 1990s

Submission for the prompt “connect”

Bubbling Over

A poem of waiting, for the prompt “sour”

Instant Pot Oatmeal

Prompt: Pressure, instant pot drawing and short fiction

Slow Motion Car Wreck

A poem about the disaster that is parenting right now. One mom’s inability to feel like things aren’t horrible.

Stronger

Poetry

Hibernates in Spring

Spring again and like those ancients I am thanking God I am waked another morn

filtkokong

“I can be down whenever dinner is ready,” he calls from his office (bedroom-turned-office)

Pluto Wolnosci 🟣