It has been some time since I last posted here. Mostly, that’s because I’ve been writing my series, Creation, and also the fact that my…
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Tag: experimental
Call on me with your fury, Call on me With your day Make no sounds, there’s no hurry Just let it fade away You…
Leave a CommentShe’s a collector of simple things The breakdowns, the sheared hair, the open vein She collects them all, nothing missed If owned by lessers and…
Leave a CommentUps and Downs, The song makes it last, It calls, to those with the frailest past Of wrongs and rights, smiles and bitesThe queens fable…
Leave a CommentA shortage of sunshine, a slipped shoe Aside the road from which I know, I bend my work to the labor Obliviousness is a passing…
Leave a CommentDear Mrs. Jones, I regret to inform you of the hatred within. The hatred that pulses and grinds at the thought of you not…
Leave a CommentIn the places we fear to go There’s a something, you should know They lie in wait, placing their bait Waiting to strike their blow…
Leave a CommentBlue brightens the best of me, braying broadly Red riles the rest of me, ravishingly ranged Green gets what’s left of me, garishly gay
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