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The Yellow War
She was eating a banana in the produce section. I noticed because I’ve really been into the color yellow lately. I suppose you could say it’s my favorite color now. It was green for a long time due to my inebriation for nature. Then it was blue because I like lakes and water and the… Continue reading
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An Odd Day
There are broken bones on the floor of the pharmacy. Some poor soul with a banana phone steps over intricate bloodlines as he shops for a birthday card for his long-lost niece. He has somehow forgotten she has died. That she fell off a cliff on the coast of Wales. Now she’s a swimming ghost… Continue reading
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Coffee Shop Rain
The wetness of the town out there As I sit at the window in the coffee shop The soft clank of cups, the murmur of voices Beads of water against the glass The gentle jangle of a door opening The smell of the brewing and wool coats The unfurling of a newspaper, a power button… Continue reading
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Bread Mannequins and Green Mist
On the green and misty outskirts of Cincinnati, a man named Saul Revenge pauses in his driveway and looks at his blue house. His rust-orange suit is crumpled from a day of working and living. Everything seems intact beneath a cantaloupe and baby-blue cotton colored sky streaked with bruise gray. The shrubs are neatly pruned… Continue reading
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Pharmacy Phrustration
Author’s Note: I have an ongoing personal battle with my local Walgreens store, and it’s recently boiled over into a volcano of emotions and so I have penned a letter to spill the lava within me and help release some of my feelings and this is what I present here: From: Valued Customer #399745RG43 Dear… Continue reading
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Tangier Roads
In a cold and dark windy hallway called my deepest sighI look out upon the swaying, bubbling skychampagne sunsets turn to ebony nightswith a big hole filled with a creamy, clouded moondeep-seeded memories skirmish in my headanother day, another dry heave to the windthe pots are rolling with the boilingsteam rising up to paint the… Continue reading
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The Last Love
I found her she came out of nowhere some angel called beautiful holds me under the sun calms me through the storms loves me through everything no matter my faults, my scars she’s my last love the only one ever meant to be beautiful beyond beautiful and I hold her in my heart every single… Continue reading
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Rosaria Radiation
And it was the crack of a symmetrical dawn lepers hanging clothes with no sleeves legless pants heartless armor the sieve where all the heart pulp runs through and through straining the anguish with a lightning-tied spoon 4-leaf clovers come raining from the sky and he drives his Mercedes into a crowd of 12 oblivious… Continue reading
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Bread Storm
There’s the ache of rain in the air Releasing me from this summer suffocation Lightning bolts burn shocking tattoos into my skin A frozen anchor, a blonde devil I walk barefoot out onto the street All the way to the grand palace librio on the hill I pick up Hemingway’s shotgun And carry it around… Continue reading
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Space Curtain
I had been dreaming about loneliness Alone in bed, alone in a room I looked out the window through the parted space curtains The night was unusually bright Even though the moon barely hung on its peg I lied awake with a thundering heart hard to calm Nerves crawling up my spine Hammering my mind… Continue reading
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