On weekends I used to go into townto shoot in black and white.People strolling, kids running free,dogs or cars or any funny thing.The woman with the camera. Now I just shoot ghosts alongthe plague scoured streetsand empty parking lots,lucky for a distant...
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An hour each Wednesday is our time of loveafter I check the stations along the forest creek.We meet where beavers made a little pooland sweet grass covers the sloping bankcanopied by sycamores dancing in the breeze. We met by chance when I spotted herat t...
"Gimme the cash, bitch!" Rita looks up from behind the bar. "Or what? she asks calmly. "Or I cap your black ass, cunt!" he menaces, waving the gun in his hoodie pocket. Rita flicks a switch and the jukebox goes silent. "Ladies? This roach wants my money....
This Is War (Sneeze)
As they sneeze on youOn the subway home Don't sneeze On me Stay calm Been told Keep your distance Wear your mask Fear the infection Lock your doors Hide downstairs Sound the alarm As it comes for you No flowers Or family As it takes you Let them grieve alone For they too Hav...
Mentally prospecting, Needing that perfect word. Meaningful, like frisson, Not discordant; like impact’s not a verb. My mind fog thins, achievement? Still incorporeal, maybe transient; seemingly onomatopoeia. Write it down! It dissolved, cloaked in mist,...
If you embrassed my heart, It wouldn't shatterIf you caressed my essence,It wouldn't splatter Broken; Am I no longer I've learned to live darknessDays pass as I grow strongerI am comforted by my own stillness Resilence with styleHumored with a sharp ton...
Anonymous
You Know
In every love, there is a moment of clarityIn the moment of a second A second moment gives pause. There’s listening to the wind When there is no breeze. There’s watching a rainbow In the darkness of night. There’s the tap of raindrops On moon-soaked skin. There’s the scent of a rose In dense fores...
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Musings of a Forgotten Deity
A deity meditates on their fading gloryI have lived forever,Or so it seems to me,In my little temple,By the shining crystal sea. Some come in celebration,Some have come to sneer,Some have run in terror,I can be one to fear. My power is enormous,My mercy can be rare,Given to the wise folk,Calli...
As We Were
A long road is ten yearsTen years. Yes, almost exactly. Biking to school I, all big-mouthed and cocky, sped past her on my racing bike, grasping at her jet-black plait. Me, away laughing. At fifteen, a tinge of jealousy when she held hands with Norman? I would vehemently deny th...
The Legend Of Arthur Abbott
How many of your legends are actually true?“Your parents are crazy. Did they really tell you that?” Patricia said and laughed at her best friend. “Yes,” Amy said. She felt defensive at her friend’s mocking attitude. “Come on. You expect me to believe that your parents made up a whole person to...
Anonymous
Ignoring convention
You love who you loveTwo bodies Two hearts One home Two souls Find peace One spirit Ignoring convention Living life Loving love Two bodies Two hearts Beat free
How Much Is The Doggie in the Window?
How much is the doggie in the windowThere was a friendly dog. He had been looking for his forever home. An older gentleman who came in and inquired of the doggie. The dog wagged his tail. He said, smiling, "Want to come home with me little guy?"
She loved him far too much, he wanted her far too much, he pursued her once she smiled at him she pursued him once he ran away, he missed her for a while when she was gone, she missed him even when he was home, he didn´t try to forget her, no use at all,...
My Worst Nightmare
Fictional poem summarising a dreamMy eyes were feeling heavy, as I crashed out in a heap. I hugged my downy pillow, as I drifted off to sleep. I was dreaming of my lover, with fondness in my heart. She turned her back and walked away, my world just fell apart. She took the ring I gave...