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The Baker, The Butcher and The Brewer, Part Three – The Butcher 15
Serial Novel ‘Yes, I have been very lucky in that department.’ He replied. ‘It was most evident right after the disaster that struck me. Since I had some songs recorded and they were...
When I See You
Poem My blood pulses like the flashes of lightning in a midnight sky that wake me and want to take me past some point of no return past the point which I have...
Breakin’ The Law – Part One
Short Story Sometimes rules are meant to be broken. I HATE law enforcement officers. Well, actually, I hate the law. Yes, I kind of get why we need a set of rules to...
In The Forest
Nature Poetry In the forest I saw a dream the nature was shining the trees were colored in white with leaves on the ground and oranges everywhere the road led in the world...
To Obtain Consent
Poem Drawn curtains Folded linen Tired, laden with pretense I don’t want you Lie, frustrate thrown across open chasms Really only the foyer and bedroom Freedom is only a doorway From time to egress...
Smuggler’s Notch 2012 Travelogue, Part III
Haibun August 22nd Sterling Pond, blue water rippling. Madonna rises behind it, a mother holding a bowl on her lap. All the short breaths and hard sweats on the steps of the Sterling...
The Tramp – Part Four
Serial Story The Tramp began a mad frenzy of a display running through the crowds of fleeing people. His blades were thirsty for blood and he was more than willing to quench their...
The Baker, The Butcher and The Brewer, Part Three – The Butcher 14
Serial Novel ‘Hey these polo shirts are too yellow for a dinner party.’ She mumbled chewing on a shrimp. ‘They certainly look like the crew on my father’s yacht.’ The Butcher said calmly....
Living in Fire
Poem you set up this place where the grass isn’t green where the fence isn’t white the gates look welcoming take away the preview show me that you anticipate give me that devil...
Buying Time
Poem Wandering aimlessly, waiting for a spark from city to city, working from the start. Constantly misfitting, holding on to pictures of the past, A calendar of future, with appointment filled tasks. Is...
Unfortune’s Fold
Poem Kiss This wrangled child Unfortune’s fold Needs brief reminding to be told In countless ways Pass arms of fright For senseless days Wear heavy nights Serendipity’s Blissful Kiss In his cruel abandoned...
