Cherry

The Last Rites of Horace Tees

A nod to M R James, Dickens and Aeschylus. Vengeance as a pincer movement, before and beyond the grave.
Cherry

A sense of literary death

A sense of literary death I was with her the last time... She was my better half...

There

Deep within the valleys of every man, under seemingly immovable stones, placed there by years of evolution, lies a concealed sun. It burns so bright, and never sets,

all those places

You'll find me counter-balancing the opposites at the core of all experience and in the darkness, underneath the objects you bang into and on the under side of good and bad

BEHIND THE SUN story

"Who says so?" the boy shot back. Call me a scared-cat? he thought. Sheldon was tired of people feeling sorry for him, just because he had no dad.

A CIRCLE OF FIREFLIES story

"You might hear a lot of noises in the woods tonight," grandpa said. "Night is when they walk around."

Try.

I want to heal you Turn the bruises to blushes of passionate bliss I want to take your open wounds and seal them with a kiss Take that void, that empty soul Fill it with my heart

The Year of Seduction - A response

The seducter's partner responds to the first poem.

The Year of Seduction

Seasons come and seasons go, but the author has one thing on their mind.

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