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(This is a work of flash fiction. Enjoy!) I sat eating frozen cherries and cashews with one knee cocked ‘cause I lost my job after just one night. Okay, you caught me. There might be some dark chocolate too. What’s … Continue reading Frozen Cherries, Cashews and a Twist of Trouble
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
Lady wise and sylvan,
remove our iniquity
so we’re people of the Plan. Continue reading Lady Wise
Gray waves rolled onto a pale shore.
Not Tenerife sea for sure.
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
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
Like a criminal it stalked.
Floating up as I balked,
the dagger balanced on point. Chalked
circles met my eye and they talked
of black magic while I gawked. Continue reading Like a criminal, it stalked
Between the lines, we fell,
I to heaven, he to hell.
Listening for the bell,
I heard only death’s knell,
calling my crush to his cell. Continue reading Between the Lines
Jason held the blade level with his eyes
and in its shine, my visage reflected.
Shock stuck my tongue to my mouth’s roof, no cries
escaped my lips’ prison. Continue reading Glass Animals Make Poor Weapons
The demon sizzled in my fire–
a holy pyre sent to retire
one crispy demon and his sire
through the man I’d loved and inspired.
#NovemberNotes Continue reading Betrayal detailed in fabric
We were almost lovers he and I,
lost in a world of desire,
but I was his new hire.
So we burned in a pyre
kindled by lust mired
in the real world briar.
#NovemberNotes Continue reading Almost Lovers