Cold by the Floodgates
I read on seeking a connection, finding it and the losing it each time he speaks to me. Continue reading Cold by the Floodgates
I read on seeking a connection, finding it and the losing it each time he speaks to me. Continue reading Cold by the Floodgates
We’re strong enough to face a tribe called pain. Society told me love always prevails. Continue reading Pain, My Love, and My Tribe
My perceptions are winnowing,
contracting
to the chalk outline tying
me to this spot where something
delivered me into Death’s hands. Continue reading Monday Melted Me
Our shock commingles.
We are separate and yet we are one.
Are we brave enough to fight fear’s tingle–
or has apprehension won? Continue reading Brave enough
Sweet serendipity,
Lady wise and sylvan,
remove our iniquity
so we’re people of the Plan. Continue reading Lady Wise
Midnight in the city
falling into ruins,
there lays a girl busy
weaving a spell to unpin
reality from its moorings. Continue reading Sheerin’ Away the City
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Gray waves rolled onto a pale shore.
Not Tenerife sea for sure.
I’m heartsore
hurting evermore
from the confusion and more. Continue reading Not the Tenerife Sea
Who was I? Was I a member of the suit-and-tie wearing corporate class or a sword-swinging man in a metal cuirass? Continue reading Memory’s Shell Game
I’m out of my depth,
out of my league,
stepping on speaking hens
who prophesy doom. Continue reading Stepping on Speaking Hens
We’ve taken over again and we’re running a sale and having a launch party! Continue reading Blog Takeover & A Sale!
Images bloomed, scattershot
then in a barrage caught
and reflected on the knife
slicing the air, ending my unlife. Continue reading Aired Out
A gun-toting Cupid shot
me through the heart Continue reading I prefer my Cupid without his Gun
Luminous wings flapped,
while thunder clapped
drowning out my screams. Continue reading The Knife’s Cold Play
While they fiddled with technological things, I opened another portal and glided through it onto asphalt startling a young black man holding a parcel. His jaw dropped at the sight of my splendor, but one flick of my smallest branch removed the memory. Continue reading Blog Takeover – Day 3
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