searching for writers

Hi!
Im Gabby Arciniega
Im the Editor of a Ezine called Indiemag, and im on the search for writers, I dont really know how often you check this posts, but im hoping to find people with talent , who likes to work and also people who believe in their own work.
IF YOU HAVE TALENT then talk to me , and well get started, dont be shy, or scare, that's often the case, but that's why im here for. so take your time, and if you like the idea we can talk about it.
Have a great night
Gabby
Indiemag

http://collegehippie.wordpress.com/

http://collegehippie.wordpress.com/

when will the sun rise pink reverence spread across the open yellow …

when will the sun rise
pink reverence spread across the open
yellow clouds of wonder
when will the they cross the sky
cause maybe i won't pull the trigger

sit on the bridge
or float on our wings
i know i'll fall
white tips flutter
in the pressing breath

orange bursts out from beneath
lavender wiped inbetween strokes of distance
gold is swept, and shimmers from atop

soft blue glows from far away
magenta shown in perfect deliverence

you say you want to know who i am but i am so afraid for you to …

you say you want to know who i am but i am so afraid for you to see all of my faults i have silently packed away inside of me like a closet overflowing my faults would come pouring out if i opened the door to my secrets i could not escape the doubt of their validity and to this blissful state of unknowing where kisses are all that matter you would see my pain and inconsistencies you would see my inabilities and i am afraid you would disagree with who i am

luminous. that's something i could never live without. perhaps a …

luminous. that's something i could never live without. perhaps a tuesday also, because my mother always told me to live everyday like a tuesday. my thoughts still last longer than any cup of milk i've ever drank, but my mind still sleeps with the fishes. i've lost myself. detached in a world filled with so many connections, but i assure you- i will be happy one day. my whale just hasn't found it's cloud yet. it's only spring. perhaps i'm just snowblown. hit me as hard as you can, i dare you. there's no reason to pity me because i am a sunshine kid. i'll go into a deep coma, and love it because history repeats itself, and i will relive the 60's. within every maybe, i found a part of myself. some good things, some bad. doesn't matter. gotta stay positive. my heart is obtuse, in this world of right angles. i'm inside your insides, and i've found a bit about yourself. all i'm trying to do is find my creativity that i've lost once i defined my sexuality, but i don't want to be alone. i don't ever want to be alone. don't forget: i am a queen in this age of aquarius. for i have gills, which allowed me to breathe much easier on land than water.

I just had a few wors to make this page shine. So many times we …

I just had a few wors to make this page shine. So many times we underestimate the intensity of our Christianity. It has got to the point where we actually underestimate it in our songs... Satan is in hell just thinking to himself," When these Christians finally let their light shine, I am gonna but a basket over it and hide their light from the world." < Thus, the reason i hate the song "This Little Light of Mine". I mean, what is our problem? I am sick of this "small light mentality" You know what, forget that whole this-little-light-of-mine theory. We're gonna change the words up. How about this BIG HUGE FREAKIN' BONFIRE OF MINE. Yeah Satan! Try to throw a basket on us now, we'll burn the freaking basket too. --Banning &Burton