The Believing- Chapter 2

When dark creatures of the night inhabit our very souls or are we simply becoming our true selves?

The Believing- Chapter 1

When dark creatures of the night inhabit our very souls or are we simply becoming our true selves?

Bag Lady

Glimpsed; Noticed for a second, Then forgotten Forever.

Secret Agent

IPOW 30 Jan 09 It's not a common name....

Learning to Fly

Sometimes you've got to write something, just to prove you can still string a sentence together...

Ode to a catfish

What do we know about the catfish? His silvery shad moonlit Moorish dish Headlong does he leave his naturals? His murky brown backwater, channels. On his kiss curl barbels, who knows?
Poem of the week

Holcombe - the last time

‘Must be in my second childhood,’ the old man mused, as he watched her chase the waves ...

Massive metal cutlery

I'm hanging on for you perfect flat,

All will come to understand?

Mayfly traveller of the astronautics Nothing less dour than your death Separates the spider from his weft... From his mercurial, acrobatics! Webs a zillion, intravenous hang!

Babylon’s garden

By his biogenesis the lowly earthworm So that I might make my own, Eden! Gives unto me some rotting earth... Strewn wild; dead in winter—frozen!

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