I catch a comely sparkle in the eyes of a smile with no notion of the soul fervent for recognition. Its as if I've become a spineless mind. Spines are of no use for those who don't stand; they do fine laying twisted in straw beds sharing not a scent of fight, embellishing in all … Continue reading Moving with Time
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There is a form to my flesh, a color to my skinI am a base I fuse with words, attach to me I push down whispers of identity that come aching, hours into the night Wolves and owls, A life with wolves and owls I cry beneath the moon I so fondly refer to as sweet … Continue reading Sweet Luna
He went off. There is no other way to say it, he lost his mind completely. He stood up from his chair, “We’re leaving, we’re leaving, come on girls we’re going.” “No you can’t,” she screamed. “You can’t take them.” The girls were crying now. Danny seized one of their arms, Mary pulled them back … Continue reading Danny’s Tomb
I sat in the small cafe huddled in a corner, my mind was wrapped in thought. A woman from the gym named Tammy walked inside, her hair was up, she wore a mask. She was in line for a mid-morning brew before she headed back to work. She wore jeans with a striped shirt; her … Continue reading Suicide over Coffee
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