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Mardi Gris

Be careful what you wish for…especially during Mardi Gras!

“Look, I know you’re all hot-to-trot on this crazy idea of yours, but just put a lid on it, okay? We’ve got real work to do without chasing ghosts.” “But Sarge, people have been disappearing every year! And they’re always…” He turned on me. “Listen, Minne...

Jerry Lee Lewis has the juice but where has Tabasco gone for my redeye gravy and memories turned to shade on a stone beneath bones of the Magnolia Pluckin' the ol' gitfiddle of one's life with death's obituary and a Dr. Pepper and leftover dreams of sad s...

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Memories of Mardi Gras (One Last Time)

Anything can happen at Mardi Gras, even what you least expect...

A shiver crept up my spine as we walked into the haunted graveyard. Although it was broad daylight, there was something existentially eerie about walking amongst the dead remains in concrete tombs. We had come to New Orleans for Mardi Gras, but after enjo...

A bushel full of my eye. In fields of autumn and the cornstalks. With the shadow of the cider mill and the glowing meadows among the pumpkins. Giving inspiration as the wind's calliope dances. Seeking antiquity's faith and salivation. Based on Philosophy...

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I take a deep breath The air is glass Slicing through my lungs I’m choking I lay my head down The bed is made of nails Piercing through my skin I’m weary I drift off to sleep Hands grab at me in the black Ripping at my sides I’m petrified I awake and grab...

The Dragon's Tail

Clouds can tell so many stories...

Relegated to passenger status as my love prefers to take the wheel, I peer out my window and gaze upon the clouds. They always have some fascinating story to tell. Some days I see bunnies and bears frolicking about in the sky. But sometimes, the clouds te...

In my hand, the sand shaker and the utensil which I scribble. In the throat of the dark, I sleep in the inkwell. Hearing the footfalls of voices. "This little piggy, he brings a fork..." From the shadow space of bedlam's widow. Now a hollow shell on the p...

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I am shackled to the back of your mind For a reason, you cannot find Why do you keep me locked here? I wish your intentions were clear I can go days without sustenance Surviving on the crumbs of your existence Gnawing on the bones of your effervescence St...

In a seance with myself, not suffering ghost. But the dead get lonely. Just ask the next guy, parallel parked next to my stone. I seem to have all the symptoms of a decaying corpse with sagging flesh soaked in formaldehyde. Surrounded by rednecks and fool...

I cried for the world today Turned on the TV news Didn't know what to say I cried for the world today Saw them kick and punch him They thought it was okay I cried for the world today More people were shot dead Only gets worse to my dismay I cried for the...

Fires In The Field

In which Bear shows Girl things she hasn't seen since she was a child.

~~~~~~~~~~ Bear chuckled. “And that’s how I get my supplies.” He sat back and looked at the Girl, waiting for a reaction. She giggled, then looked thoughtful. “But how do you get the money to order stuff?” ' ”That,” Bear said, “is another story for anothe...

Listening to Chuck-will's-widow singing the same song of loneliness as nightjars pulling at my heart when I should be sleeping with the cruise of the night and dreaming of my rocking horse with a wink from mom's eye sailing off in a wooden shoe listening...

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Oh, the pain, the pain . . .

Danger! Danger! Screams my brain Like Robot From "Lost in Space" Grit my teeth And steel my jaw Words: don't escape Stick in that craw My ears are open Neutral face I will myself Only to say Nothing, nothing Not a thing Just sniffle once And twist my ring...

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