Tagged: life

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Blood at the Rodeo

Short Poem   The wild southwest has been a savior and a damnation. So sparse, so surreal and even in the squalor. The life I live is a lie and in this desert it...

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When I think of you

Love Poem When I think of you, I see the stars you touched my heart so much it sparkles who am I, that I was given this light from now, until the “end of...

contemporary poetry 0

Suburban Perseus

Contemporary Poetry   I spend all my time screaming at walls and watching my prison sink. Circumvented by people I no longer respect, The tears they shed are meaningless like pages devoid of ink. Nothing,...

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Just Let Me Be

Poem   Crazy, wild, so weird! Things I am, it’s me, Oh, just let me be! Blind and deaf, so astray! No need to say I have to see, Oh, just let me be!...

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Freak – Part Five

Serial Short Story “Hey!” Any of the gallantry he had only moments ago was whisked away in an instant. Freak felt as his bowels clenched and then loosened. A smidgen of urine now streamed...

poems about time 0

Portrait – Part IV

Poem Up! She pushed. Up! She was still. A dead elephant. So still she felt the babe’s throbbing. They could do nothing. Her children, 5 and 6, fed and washed — she wept. Up!...

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Three Years

Poem   The weariness shows, Time now slows, and life cripples Autumn lets out a sigh Incubating Ice Shelter all the loneliness Anesthetize me Our copulation Rain puddles that we drowned in This budding...

short stories about death 0

Visiting Privileges

Short Story   “Oh, great,” she said. “Now I’m hallucinating.” I smiled. “What do you mean?” I asked. She scoffed. “No, no. I’m not falling for that shit. If I’m dying then I’m dying...

poem about relationships 0

By Your Side

Poem   Sitting here, it’s a late night with you You warned me of how you were feeling I don’t know why Trying to protect me from disappointment, expectation Even though it builds concern...

finding yourself poems 0

Becoming

Poem   I could never explain the process it took for me to access the real me. There are few who might understand the intricacies and difficulties it took to appease, please, and peel...

poetry online 0

Carnival

Poetry   This is the game writing down lists of barely graspable desires. Crossing out one, two, if only I had three I’d be happy, certainly it’s within reach. This person, place, thing, like...

haibun poetry 1

Restless Day After

Haibun Poetry A Nickelodeon version of Cinderella plays in the family room. Bella, our neighbor’s golden retriever, barks at a passing dog and walker. The pine-scented aroma from our freshly mopped tile floor reaches...