Why can’t you laugh?
Prayers are the daisies bent from weight of feet — scattered wildly more meadowed than the gilded spires. Wilderness is voiced in hymns of skies and smell of grass. Then […]
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Apate
Apate, veiled in night, twists her tongue. Her lair is laid with bones of suitors from before, yet my hands caress and seek her siliconed embrace. Linked to Saana’s mythology […]
Two AM decisions
Once he avalanched proposals thunderstormed decisions, rained om bottomless agreements, demanding black keyed signatures, while fucking interns past office hours in the copy room. From faux performance indicators, bonuses for […]
Morning sun
Morning sighed, it beamed and paled its beams on bedroom walls are wails and stains. Awake before she waned and faded echoed with specks of dust she left. This is […]
Blinded by shadows
Backdropped against the blinds shadows played, voices raised and fell, suddenly awake on Aaron rents settee I lay exposed, the walls too thin, when suddenly a gun goes off, and […]
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