New York City

Inside my mind
I let it out
I scream and cry
words of love
scared to say
anything
scared of scaring

I scream into my pillow
into my hands
cupped around my mouth

I scream in the …

-clothes say a lot about people and so does their dirty laundry.

Sometimes, fairy tale stories simply can’t come true. No matter how hard we want to believe that circle of best friends will always stay together, it may not. No matter how much we long for tha…

I dropped the cigarette into the orange juice and watched the grey smoke rise into the darkness before its feint wisps slithered away.

A smell, Eddie thinks at first, that must be from the trash bags lining the nearby abandoned liquor store. But, no. It’s a dog, actually. A dead dog, lying on top of the trash bags.

I’m at my wits end about this new setup. It has affected a lot of things in a negative manner. Quite a few people have noted that their numbers are down. Views, comments and even friends (wh…

IT WAS ONCE BROUGHT TO MY ATTENTION THAT ALL CAPITAL LETTERS WEHN WRITTING ONLINE IS VIEWED AS YELLING AT A PERSON…

PLEASE LET IT BE KNOWN AND UNDERSTOOD HERE ON THE BUBBLE THAT THAT IS NO…

My computer crashed…RedBubble saved me!!!

Thank you

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Thank you New York City for featuring my pho…

life is beautiful !!!

Sara sat waiting. Sara didn’t usually wait and it was purely ambiton that allowed her to on these occasions. Fashionistas and pseudo-bitches came and went. Too and frow, employees doting or scu…

I have been travelling with my husband and often not in a position to respond to the wonderful responses of redbubblers. so please accept my sincere thankyou’s for continued support while away.…

I awakened. The concrete felt hard against my back. I had forgotten my keys and had spent the night on the doorstep. I have never been outside in the city this early and the sun was just beginn…

She pointed at a bruise on my thigh and frowned. I shrugged. A few seconds walked through. She touched my hand and laid back down. “You’re too nice.”

Protesting bums cudgeled by New York’s finest

I am two bodies held together in desperation,
spooned in a furnace, micro cosmos spinning
in an inebriated orbit as they are baptized
in the sweat of their undying love