Wipe the smile off your face.
Where you went washed away
the trust we built between us—
you burned the bridge clean through
and still act like you’re innocent.
Washed Away
Month: March 2026
Predicament
Oh, I hope for a raise.
So, I can alight from current predicament
I need a decent wage
To feel content and confident
Be Honest
Let’s be honest—
We were never meant to be.
I was only a substitute,
a placeholder you kept warm
until something better came along
Timeless Majesty of the Pyramids
In the desert where history climbs,
The pyramids stand the test of time.
With their stones piled so high,
They reach for the sky,
A marvel of ages, so sublime.
The Daily 3/19/26
“It is often the small steps, not the giant leaps, that bring about the most lasting change.” — Queen Elizabeth II
Pinball was classified as gambling and outlawed in New York City from 1942 to 1976
What do you most value in your friends?
I value friends who make space for honesty, reciprocity, and ease. The people who don’t need me to perform, who respect my boundaries, and who show up with consistency rather than intensity. Being around them feels grounding instead of draining.
Express
It is all there written on paper,
Can’t you see?
How you deceived and lied to me?
But who am I to think that you would be true,
When you did it to the last person as well
The Goblin’s Excuse
A goblin let out a sharp hiss,
Whenever his schemes went amiss.
He’d grumble and glare,
With smoke in his hair,
Then blame it on “bad luck,” not this.
Missy’s MAD Challenge # 084
Every week, a creative prompt will be offered for you to unleash your imagination and artistic skills.
You can share your response in the form of art or any creative expression inspired by the prompt.
There are no restrictions and no deadlines, so feel free to take your time and enjoy the creative process.
Remember to label your response with #missysmadchallenge.
Your challenge for this week
- On the morning of St. Patrick’s Day, every bit of luck in town suddenly becomes visible—
Unanimous
So, unfair
It was unanimous
The verdict carved in stone
leaving me breathless, stunned, undone
unjust
Echoes of What Was
Together we were one
Now we have become nothing—
silence fills the space,
echoes of what used to be
drifting where our hearts once met.
Your Heart Already Knows
Light your way
unknown possibilities
await
Take your time
enjoy the
Moment
Listen—
your heart
already knows
The Daily 3/13/26
“Perfection is not attainable, but if we chase perfection we can catch excellence.”— Vince Lombardi
Gray foxes are North America’s only canine species that regularly climb trees.
What is your favorite occupation?
My favorite occupation is creating — writing, reflecting, and shaping my inner world into something clear, honest, and expressive. I also love working with children, and the two go hand in hand for me. Being around kids keeps me curious, imaginative, and open, and my creativity helps me connect with them in meaningful, authentic ways. Together, they make me feel most like myself.
Of What Was
In the night, a dream comes to me
Some are pleasant, some are not
Shifting scenes, I cannot hold
Fading as I reach out
Whispers slip away
Leaving only
Soft echoes
Of what
Was
The Daily 3/12/26
“Let us make our future now and let us make our dreams tomorrow’s reality.” – Malala Yousafzai
Because the pressure buildup can be so intense, holding in a sneeze can damage blood vessels, rupture an eardrum, or even cause a person to have an aneurysm.
What do you regard as the lowest depth of misery?
The lowest depth of misery is feeling invisible while still being expected to show up — when you’re giving everything you have, but your needs, your voice, and your humanity go unnoticed. It’s the quiet kind of suffering where you disappear in plain sight.
Missing
Something is amiss
It was missing in your kiss
No passion or bliss
The love we once shared, I miss
Now, all I do reminisce…
-AAA/MAD 09/23/2024
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