So, after (2 months? A month?) I have returned and look forward to catching up that which I missed.
This has been a public service announcement by dweckie

Fireating.Your showcase act,
she who
toes the line between
safety
and
stupidity
tightrope-catwalking,
straightline-kerbstalking
distance edges closer as her
heart rate stalls.
Your glitz girl,
she who
knows the time it takes to
trust
and
practise
horsetrot-swordthrowing
actgets-crowdgoing
her balance was performance but she
fell for you.
Feedback Frenzy! (Comment Contest) + PrizesDuring previous weeks of dA Community Relations' #projecteducate, we have learned about the importance of giving and receiving critique for our work. Now, let's shake things up a bit!
Feedback Frenzy! (Comment Contest)
A group of very, very devious deviants at #FeedbackFrenzy are hosting
a comment/critique contest as part of #projecteducate: Feedback Week!
The contest is now closed to entrants and will start on Monday July 2nd!
PE Feedback: Welcome and FEEDBACK FRENZY!
Check out the full contest rules and guidelines!
WHAT: "Feedback Frenzy" is a week-long game that ANYONE (yes, even YOU!) can play. The goals are ① to step outside your comfort zone and practice giving feedback to others, even if not in your own genre, ② to meet new deviants from across dA, an

Recipe for the MorningTake one kiss, and gently
Apply to one sleeping face. Blink slowly.
Breathe deeply,
slowly turn over, making sure to stay in contact
With the bed sheets
For as long as possible.
Smile.
Say, "Good morning."
Take two legs, clumsily walking into the bathroom,
one tired strawberry-blonde hair brushing,
one half-hearted teeth cleaning,
one bathrobe.
In the meantime, take one body, searching for clothing.
One red button-up shirt, one pair of black pants, blazer, belt, tie.
Quickly brush chocolate hair with fingers.
Do not forget to add the socks.
Return to the pair of legs, which should have gained some stability by now,
enough to

Letters to ButterfliesMy dear, winged and crowned,
Draped in your threads of dew,
Eyelashes of golden pollen dust,
Wings, folder for prayer.
Fly to my forbidden name,
The soft harmony in every letter,
The gentle curls written in cursive,
The hidden message within.
I remember those summer days,
Alighting on falling rose petals,
Drifting in the gentle breeze,
The unrelenting current.
There were times we whispered,
Long stories told in myth,
Lavender blossoms,
The white roses left to thrive.
My dear, departing my palm,
Cupped, memories of flight,
Written onto my life line,
Floating away on newly opened wings.

The best of the best feature.Hello to all my dear friends.by the ever-generous
Last week I suggested *callerofcrows Lizzie's poem for DD and she got it today. So happy for you dear. CongratsI think I will suggest more poems from now on.
The last poll I asked you guys to give me your best poems you have written so far. Also some of our Facebook page members. Here they are, the best of your work. You are all so beautiful talented writers. This feature will stay on my page for a month. Support the poet,the poems and
the poets. It is always a great experience to meet new poets.
Don't forget tothis journal for more people to see it.
Enjoy Art. I love you all.
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