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The Girl With a Dream

The empties are all around us They walk and talk like confidence But that is simply to fool us   People consumed by pettiness They care more for appearance The newest style, The coolest friends,   Love to them is... Continue Reading →

Deadbeat Deadlift

When I see you, I want to lift you. Hard body smooth under my rough hands, your cold accepting my heat, you make me (k)ne(a/e)d you. But your soul is heavy in my hands; I adjust my grip and strain... Continue Reading →

Atlas’ Curse

I watch from underwater, trance-like, As my fellow humans destroy our home. I watch from beneath the waves, detached, As the first world shits on the third and calls it fair.   I'm cursed with seeing life's injustices; At any... Continue Reading →

Jealous Hera

An attempt at writing in choliambic meter, a meter pioneered by Hipponax, falling in the genre of iambus poetry. Hope you enjoy! Jealous Hera Jealous Hera, stop punishing the blameless, For what you had has gone, forsaken you. Gods once bent... Continue Reading →

The Edge of Uncertainty

The Edge of Uncertainty   The man stood, relaxed, at the edge of uncertainty. The black water below him seethed against the sharp rocks, hungry. It was almost 300 meters from that black water, up the side of the volcanic... Continue Reading →

Sweet Nothing

He lays on the table, unable to move. Awake and aware and scared, eyes rove around the room frantically looking for something to find but there’s nothing. They open him, painlessly and wordlessly extricating, cataloging the contents of his soul.... Continue Reading →

Somnambulant Sycophant

When I turn from the ambivalent night I know that my sycophant might Send apoplectic demons to fight My narcoleptic courage, Their hectic action, My mind's septic putrefaction. Would this mess end If my rigorous discipline lessened? Like Ouroboros's absolution... Continue Reading →

The Great Escape

Tumbling confusedly into himself, He cannot move but he leaves the party.   How did he get here? No, not here, here, But in general. Why is he in this town, with these people?   Somebody is shouting something in Spanish; He... Continue Reading →

Assorted Haikus

Feeling lazy today, so here are some haikus to keep the April streak alive.   Bullfrogs croak loudly Rain wetting spotted slick backs Watch out for herons   Snow on mountain slopes Heavy and wet on pine trees Branches pop... Continue Reading →

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