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"Their entire village was framed shortly after coming out of despair," Hansel says.
"How awful! I heard it was during a hellacious summer w/ nary a cloud in sight as well."
"Awful? It was legendary! The frame was 24k gold."

11 64
2020-05-13

There's a
Of sirens& mermaids
Where the moon melts
Into the sea
& each connection
Is like a distant call
To find the right way up
Or take the long way down

I touch the water
It turns into gold
I kiss the wind
It sings a song
Am I lost
Or forever found

6 32
2020-05-13

9
The number of universal love
Corrupted by
Seven 7
Deadly sins
Beckoning
Four 4
Horsemen to
Destroy the world
Reducing humanity to
Nothing 0

12 25
2020-05-09

Lost in waiting 'neath a blushing moon, its pink tint reflects on our hunt. Only blood will appease our reckless thirst. Beware: your safety & sanity as you wander here is merely a chimera. We wait~transformation imminent
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2020-05-08

how beautifully the sun rises
on the endless fields
of our abandon
our wants and desires
galloping like untamed
against the tangerine skies
of free will
each desire & want
fulfilled in itself
content and happy
to simply have
empty, boundless fields
to run, to run

3 25
2020-05-06

Choking
on the twilight time
seeking originality,
a breakthrough
Tacit recognition
of resurrection
Guitar singing
Filling in
the words
of an unread poem.


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37 144
2020-04-29

Roots were trodden into drying earth and birds forgot their song. We measured how far the deathbed went, speaking to ourselves beyond the vanished lines we'd adopted when the sun lost her bold fire. Then a guitar appeared.

14 85
2020-04-29

She was the cynosure of all light in a room, casting sparks you could feel but never see. I thought I'd witnessed a breakthrough once in the cereal aisle—her resurrection—but only felt the emptiness of a complete stranger then.

2 55
2020-04-28

A heavyweight purpose lifted from his lips, feathers quivering to sun-lined clouds. He can't hear their belittling anymore. They can't account for his choice without angering the devils as the earth cracks.

9 61
2020-04-26

He’d had a crush on her since kindergarten; she’d touched his hand & suddenly they were swooping through the clouds.

Now, in high school, he wondered if it had been real.

He watched her over his book. Her head hung, covered her hands. The other kids sneered.

6 28
2020-04-25

‘Put on your
She mused
Sky heavy with woe
Sighed,
Threatening harm.
Subtle signs
Signals for all
If you knew where to look.
She glanced at the child who never grew up
‘Raindrops on Roses+whispers+kittens’
Then the tiny ghost vanished
As he did every anniversary

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2020-04-25

They wear to protect paws from stinging & trudge & crackle through new snow, stomped beneath boots, but still colored by the fairy lights. & always the thought of sweet pie in their minds.
(Pic my own from Inktober2019)

2 15
2020-04-25

I allowed your ghost to be the only audience of my ashes falling to wet earth amid faraway trees, soon after buried shallow under radio silent hills. Why are we only released in echoed unrest? We deserve more than caves.

13 65
2020-04-22

Their job was ground assault and street warfare, but Val’s unit had picked up a nickname for their ability to take down enemy aircraft. The Hellhounds. Val had been happy to share the name with the others, but she was the one who had earned it.

5 17
2020-04-19

A Work of Art

My love, if ever you capture the essence of vigor and flair—bond the soul and open the heart with loving abundance and fanfare—I’ll open my arms with palatable affections—and rid the soul of

1 4
2020-04-17


I've been falling
Slipping an crawling
Lossing stride
Falling short in life
Fear dictated
Forgotten side
Confidence crumble
Blind side
Tumbling down the hill
lossing my will
I find you still
Calming my ill
Nervous pill
Rabling on
A dark poets song

2 24
2020-04-15

They were no creatures of the sea, nor travelers of land. Composed of fibers and biomechatronic parts from head to fin, these mermaids swam in the digital void, sometimes taking within forgotten modems and singing songs of dial-up.

0 8
2020-04-15

We are our parents' lissome offshoot, taught to order kindness and grace from others while our centers boil with banned faces. They say to be careful with quiet ones—we shelter pent up rage—but we tend to implode, not explode.

13 50
2020-04-14

Quagga has been practicing her knitting. She’s perfected scarves and leg warmers, but only in dull greys. She for new wool: would do perfectly; she’s sure it matches her coat best. Perhaps Sheep will come to her

2 9
2020-04-11