Empty

We go through life and take so many things for granted in relationships until it's too late. But maybe that's the sign of having lived a happy life.
Cherry

The Noble Art

Here's a boxing match as they used to be fought. Bare-knuckle, full contact and to a brutal finish.

Simple Thoughts

You're a dove inside a love-heart, my mystery from the start, as you weep crystal tears with fluttering wings, of empathy in your confines. Your prison is your freedom,

inner winter

My ears were bleeding. words arms race i crossed the frozen river would i ever know if you’re enough dreams fragile as a time we could not share in slow motion i crawl i feel my heart expand
Cherry

bottled

Here, swilled within the cracks that you made Other couples seem warped; Green Bunnies on strings, a candyfloss lie Revolving door sins, forget me not eyes Distant smiles, eyelashes,
Cherry

Stroud

Boredom in Stroud, Gloucestershire. Overly sensitive ovums and stupidly naive donors.

THE LIGHT OF YOUR BEING

In the cave behind your eyes there's a fire pit and wisdom rises like smoke from a smokestack at the top of your head. There, at the soft spot which was warm to the touch

I USED TO CARRY “I LOVE YOU”

I used to carry I love you in my childhood and blow it like soap bubles to my mother sitting on the bench in the playground I used to carry I love you on my belt like a toy gun in a holster

THE GOD THAT ISN’T

The God that isn't is in the hospital following the gurney that's headed for the operating room. The God that isn't is under the car where the girl is pinned after the accident.

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