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Vacant Crayons

The days are slowly getting longer. The shadows are outrunning the stars. Veils of a stone keep and funeral incense fluster the black birds on the wire in a world left unkempt by savage people. The boy taps on black smudged keys on a keyboard that no longer works. He turns away from his blown-out… Continue reading
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The Escape

In the serpentine maw of a sun fall begging the good ropes of a life gone wrong fray and bow to snap, photo frames turned down on a table, a guilt like fire, someone stomping in the hallway, Jakob Moo with a knife tip pressed against his throat, a desperate temptation in a flow to… Continue reading
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Ghost Mints

Winter’s weight and dust galoreEyes heavy in the pain of dawncheekbones achewhiskey madness takes its tollon an ever-building mint bridge to heaven, scars, delusionsI’d be cutting the lawnif there were a lawn to cutI’d be drinking soda drops and popsif I wasn’t a ghostsuch a ghostwalking through wallswading in the stallsI might be painting the… Continue reading
