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Miki Lowe

My stories

The winter portrait

I look at pictures. Flesh made of grains, and skin made of halides purple yellow grey cerulean blue halides specks by the million particles sketching out soft edges of

the night walk to the slaughterhouse

I walked down elegant avenues late at night, with heart beats beating in the sole of my feet as I crushed the heart a little more, each step further each time the rubber hit the tarmac

My name is Jimmy

My name is Abigail I eat eggs for breakfast I wear a dar red, on both my lips and a thick black line on my eyelid I know the meaning of hurt, and grief thus my eyes are lined

fruit flies

fruit, rotting on the low table, fruit flies swarming around the necks of empty bottles, clothes, hanging on a bent curtain rail,

your throat overflows

Your throat overflows With a liquid scream But your throat is glutted You swallow your scream Your teeth are clenched The Highness applauds. He sits back- joins his hands