Category: Fiction

I don’t get poetry but…

Devastator Six strands of gut Lie in wait over a wall A body moves, love A street brushes the hedge Where we learned to steal A rumble of heavy metal The tearing of wood Dreams shatter too easily These days I’m far away Safe, but too much Salt water and newsprint A swim whenever you […]

Burst – The Crack in the Clouds

A brightness, in the shape of a triangle.  Sides too perfect, light too bright.  It shouldn’t be like that.  Outside, it’s raining already, dark.  But through that crack, the light comes through.  Celine comes out and stares, “What are you looking at?”  “Weather,” I tell her.  What a word, it tries to say so much. […]

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