Prose, poems, works in progress.
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Adrift in a sea of lies and dreams,
deafened by the screaming winds of change,
the tapered hungry howls,
of owls that stare at rats below the trees,
now winter’s freeze has ended.
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Alien me
I live in a playground that’s almost heaven.
sometimes hell,
though half the time I cannot tell.
devils stir like imps
with unruly disregard for the flowers in my garden.
I live amongst strangers,
and feign familiarity,
an alien,
just passing through,
standing in the shadows,
Unencumbered by the burden of the curious.
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Snake
That snake could have swallowed me whole,
her beauty bound me,
but she only bit me.
Still,
her poison brought me pain and fever,
and she came at me again and again,
with so many hisses,
but I loved her so much,
I blew her more kisses.
Like saving a dog
Crows watch from the perch of a roof
with intense interest.
A man raises a leather strap
a dog cries human tears
a child gnaws her lip and draws a never-ending breath
as she hurls a chunk of brick that turns gently through the air
and time expands.
A man falls
with a dull and satisfying thud
no one sees a brown dog struggle to its feet
or hobble down the street
with a girl so sweet
she would kill for you.
I think he’s bleeding
is he breathing
is he dead
no not yet
people gather
and a crow caws ‘faaark faaark’.
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