Mark Heathcote

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I have 597 stories published in 2 collections on the site.
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Mark Heathcote

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Winters last apple

As the worlds dimming-dimensions Grew dimmer and hurriedly, darker. I saw a thing crimson as it sweetens? Temptations apple waxing—brighter! The hour the date I don’t remember

Windswept shadows...

A place where shadows, disassociate Themselves; from bough and leaf green stem. Where these dissolved mulches conflate! In that, that is no longer—mayhem.

Wisdom

Wisdom Looms, tempered Like a daylily blooms In bar s of iron; sleep. Wisdom wakes Like a ravenous lion. With ears of golden wheat Folded yet; into another sleep.

When winter does wrestle death

When winter does wrestle death Snow lies falling with petals bereft Her mantle a meadow white lily Uprooting stars in heavens pity. Veils of fine silk are spun to order
Cherry

The last visit and conversion…

Here lies, My grandmother… A week from: death. The archetypal grandmother Of all nursery cries Made that much, better. Here lies, My grandmother… In that week of heinous—lies,

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