Cherry

Buttons

My father is a large man. Larger than a normal man. He's very important. People say so, but they don't need to. I can tell he's important. He knows so. He wears a uniform.

Word Perfect

The path of true love ... and all that.

Higher Power

There is a moment when the darkness Quivers, wavers, and then cracks spraying the sky with orange, red and gold, A moment when the fireflies drown in the light
Cherry

The Hairy Monk

poem

Gambling Consequences

Another nanowrimo short story

Straying Footsteps

A broken Journey through life.

A I D S

My cells crumble Imprisonment distorts my smile Mum hands me a tissue To wipe the cold from my eyes My belt drawn tight Constricts a body covered in lies enemies kept closely

Electric Litter

A poem I wrote at Christmas time a couple of years ago.

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