FEAST

translated from my french poem A Pleine Bouche

Being the Other Woman

It's a new world these days ...

Turkey dinner

He wraps his hands around her throat: A candle about to die Black feathers in hand, almost smote; With daggers bloody goodbye. Then like a male she droop wings But not in courtship display.

Relief

Introduction of a character /w depression. Hope you enjoy. As always, would love any and all constructive criticism. Anything about flow, structure, content, places where elaboration would be helpful. THANKS!

A Word to the Wisguy - Part 12 - A Conclusion - A Craven Danger Mystery

By the time our heroes came across the yellow Mercedes convertible parked at the pier, Boris Buttinski was out of the trunk and heading to the end of the pier.

I Am God

I wrote this, back when I was an angst ridden teenager.

From a neutrals corner

…Hang up your gloves. Those dark olive bruises. Hanging around like Wild garlic in a necklace… …Hang up your gloves. Pick up a spade and garden. See your onions grow-
Gold cherry

Glory

He walked into the room I took one look at him and thought 'You will break me all over again' You'd have to see him to understand I paint him like a villain but if you saw the way he laughs

Destination Alpha Four - Chapter 4

4. Court Martial "What is it?" said Father Serafino, squinting at the massive expanse of obvious polyester fur.

Secret Garden

written to 'Secret Garden'.

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