Hi guys, 
Just a reminder that I would like to do some peer review to anyone who needs or wants it. Just leave a comment below on what piece that you want me to review and the link to it and I will get in done within 2 days!! I know that reviews are really useful to some people. If you want specific reviews just let me know in your comments!!
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The first time I tried a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, it was like being in love all over again. All my life, I've enjoyed art and other forms of creation, where I often don't overthink why I like something in the first place. And then after a while, things started to get a bit more complicated. Art suddenly wasn't something to enjoy, and become something that demanded definitive analysis and every chance at scrutiny. This and that where it...

huh, it's that time of the month again. copy-pasting my preamble from last month's announcement to make it easier for myself and let newcomers in on exactly what everyone else who suggested pieces last month knows.

march is just around the corner, and that means a week (or maybe a little longer) for you people to suggest pieces that you think excelled in their field in february.

if you haven't already seen, i'm writing monthly shoutouts to exceptional pieces and...

Hey Guys,

Would love to do some peer reviews for you all but never know who really wants a review on their piece fast. I've been on WtW for two months now and received two reviews so far and know how helpful they are. 

If you would like a review, please leave the link and name of your piece and I'll get in done within 5 days!

Ninja <3

 

I went up to the attic today
To see all the things that were stocked
Hoping to be discovered someday
By the future that lived in this house.

I found my toys all boxed up
Stuff I'd outgrown
I found my crib and my baby clothes
All in the corner, with layers of dust.

I opened a box to find
A magnificent blue dress that once belonged to my grandmother
Strewn with pearls and diamonds,
Like stars in the night...

As I walked across the street, I felt a cold shiver run down my spine. My scarf flew away from my face. The darkness suffocated my body like a thick blanket. The leaves blew in the wind and slid on the sidewalk behind me. Occasionally, I thought I heard footsteps following. I wanted to turn around, but I was too scared. I passed a streetlight. And that was when I saw them.
A little girl stared up at me. She...

Time is a hot-blooded
marathon junkie with neon shorts,
an obsessive-compulsive personality disorder,
and a deep-rooted addiction
to runner’s high and checkerboard finish lines. 

I went up to the attic today
To see all the things that were stocked
Hoping to be discovered someday
By the future that lived in this house.

I found my toys all boxed up
Stuff I'd outgrown
I found my crib and my baby clothes
All in the corner, with layers of dust.

I opened a box to find
A magnificent blue dress that once belonged to my grandmother
Strewn with pearls and diamonds,
Like stars in the night...

As I walked across the street, I felt a cold shiver run down my spine. My scarf flew away from my face. The darkness suffocated my body like a thick blanket. The leaves blew in the wind and slid on the sidewalk behind me. Occasionally, I thought I heard footsteps following. I wanted to turn around, but I was too scared. I passed a streetlight. And that was when I saw them.
A little girl stared up at me. She...

Time is a hot-blooded
marathon junkie with neon shorts,
an obsessive-compulsive personality disorder,
and a deep-rooted addiction
to runner’s high and checkerboard finish lines. 

You left a month after we met
To the borders of our country
I hoped and prayed to God for you to return
And the months after that
Felt like sitting on a lighted pyre.

A month wasn't enough for us
We had a future
I was looking forward to the day when
I'd be in white and the church doors will open
And we both will say
'I do'.

But all I received was a coffin
And a flag,...

your words are empty flasks of hot air to my parched palate
and no one was ever satiated by salt rubbed on raw wounds
i only taste blood on a sandpaper tongue
i’ll cry you a river in the deserts of my youth
let you wallow in my disgrace 
you can sip my salty tears from your fractured crystal glass
bathe in the blood you wrought
when your skies are the hazy red of my nightmares
i’ll come pry your...

Meagan watched from beside the door frame with a cocked head, "So...you're picking the lock?"
    "Yes," Roland muttered distractedly. It would be nice if she just stopped blabbering and let him concentrate.
    The girl smiled and lent against the cell wall, "You know, you don't really strike me as a professional criminal."
    Roland glanced towards the heavens. He let out an exasperated sigh, "That's what makes me so good at it."
    "And humble." Meagan added.
   ...

A man wearing a dress shirt and pants says. I notice his tie has Rudolph the red nosed reindeer on it. I snicker,
    "Excuse me?" The man said again. My mother who happened to be sitting next to me said,
    "Is something wrong Mister...Mister...Mister Jenkins!" She said in surprise,
    "Mary!" The man exclaimed. "Its been so long!"
    "You know this guy?" I asked mom,
    "Yes," Mom informed me. "I knew...