I Belonged To You

I cannot let go. Your tossing burn courses through habituated veins. It doesn't hurt as much as it used to be one. Convinced I had cleared your traumatizing hurdle my heart, skip the love

Kicked Loose

I am kicking myself loose as the snaking ties twist my waist lash my ankles to the heaving ground losing touch grasp sensation circulation hands unclench, feet frosted so I kick loose
Cherry

good morning to the ash God

feasted on sweet sausage, deep sleep re-ordered my troubled brain and I woke up somewhat refreshed to view the continuing fall of steady rain on yards with vibrant rosebushes

Freemartin

Undefined in form and mannerisms yet not liberal Most morose and unnatural, as if unable to show or return affection A female Patrick Bateman minus the style
Cherry

Summer ...the First Time

Breathless, one summer, at the top of a hill...

SLOTH IV

SLOTH IV (The following is a journal entry left by the 4th century monk, Evagrius Ponticus concerning his discovery of “the eight deadly sins”) Dear God,

Reconsider Benghazi

If for you untruth is easier to understand than truth, then please, do us both a favor and stop reading this piece right now.

dilemma (The Audacity of Hope)

mr. obama & co. face a dilemma amongst all the rest of this summer’s twists & turns--- a boat (one of 10 dubbed “Freedom Flotilla II-Staying Human,”
Cherry

The story of URZENNA – Part 8

Few within the king’s army, court or household shared Haminid’s confidence that they would defeat the army of Urzenna.

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