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Hashtag, Me Too

This is for all the silent survivors

She hides in plain sightA hint of melancholy on her faceOnce happy and free She is now lost in the prison she's made in her mindWalls she has built with steel and stoneShe makes jokes and laughsInside she is dyingHer pain betrayed by a painted on smileSha...

Why is it…The kitchen trash always needs to be emptied the day before trash pick up…The manufacturer always recommends a maximum 60w bulb in a fixture, but you need 3 of them…That every battery required between AAA and D cell are 1.5 volts…That when I was...

Anonymous

To Own the Wind

They own you, the masters of whispers, always listening. How can you hide from the wind?

I watched my copper mailbox dangle from the door of my bar through the blurs of my windshield wipers. The rubber gripped the glass, not a forgotten drop or streak. They were new. The car was new. The mailbox was rusted and tarnished.      It was Sunday, I...

I’ve never been a man who wandered…Or lost my focus and lazily sauntered…My paths may have been twisted and broken…They often lead me to places best left unspoken…As I walked between spaces both light and dark…The man that I am tried to leave his mark…Mor...

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A child named Ruth

A peak into the distant relationship of an immediate family

The countryside harnessed a strange calm breeze that swept the produce of nature in the settling burnt orange sunset. They had been driving for hours, craving water they no longer took for granted in this relentless heat. There was a growing sense of unea...

My Christmas Stocking

My annual contribution…is a Christmas stocking a good metaphor for an ex wife?

All last year you griped and moanedwhile I would hide or just get stonedto make it through your constant shrill henpecking.Then you finally sneaked awaythe morning after Christmas dayand drained the funds we had in our joint checking.After you had packed...

Rabies

His demons come out to play

It's Halloween time Your demon comes to play He wants to take over He makes you his prey Rabies loves to scare you No matter when or where He will get you in the dark He does so with so much flare Each night he wants more The demons take controlYou better...

An Angel Beside Him

He walked away somehow

An angel rode beside him This we believe was true What else could have saved him A crash only survived by fewThe doe just wanted to eatHe held tight to the wheel As it ran across the streetThe brakes let out a squeal The truck began to spin He's only seve...

Holy Goat

How the goat got its name

Holy Goat!The story began with the wave of His handthat created the moon and the stars,and a rock that was spun ‘round a neighboring sun –in the space between Venus and Mars.He changed it from stone that was dead-to-the-bone,to a world that you wouldn’t b...