There are going to be days when the words don't matter, when the tongue can't speak what the heart's been after and everything said births yet more disaster, so the mouth stays shut and the hands move faster. Picking up a life a piece at a time that you broke in a moment, didn't … Continue reading Sign Language
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Cold Blooded
I have never been more exposed and vulnerable. Standing here arms open wide, ready to accept you decision. I appeal to what I hope is your kind and merciful nature, but I'm not surprised when you draw your knife. No amount of persuasion would ever be enough to disarm you. I begin creating distance; … Continue reading Cold Blooded
How I Imagine it Will Go
My submissions were rejected with pointed inferences and a jaundiced turn of phrase. Sneering and derisive, as if I had just pulled out my dick and pissed my first stanzas across the top of that fine mahogany desk. The idea Of frittering away more minutes in the company of stuffy balloon men and rat-faced … Continue reading How I Imagine it Will Go
A Trail West
It is rough hewn and vague of form, but it will serve. The words are primitive, but genuine and honest. The act is brutal and violent, but we are still alive and we will be so; inelegant and wild. New horizons dawned with every sunrise. Strange peoples welcomed us to their lands. … Continue reading A Trail West