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Carousel-lighted crickets sparkle like breath gone astray Birds of flight spinning the tune: It’s hard to be happy when you’ve… Read more.

Prince Oddity

Prince Hawkwind of Leafdom stood alone in his private garden. He looked down at the stone pathway. The spaces between… Read more.

He liberated his wounds with liquor At the bus depot on some side of Manhattan Haunted memories pipe forth from… Read more.

It’s the edge of night and my eyes hurt Too much heavy looking and breathing at the world On this… Read more.

I miss winter’s dusk How the last of the cold lemon sun Lays down its rays like a blanket upon… Read more.

Dusk casts a copper-scented glow The passing on the paneled facade gently burns Memories on construction paper taped to the… Read more.

A Mach One goblin of green by the name of Edward Groovy sits in a city diner and looks out… Read more.

Beehive morning Cold, gray, wet Remembering stars still spinning Dreams in deadlock I just can’t recall the colors or the… Read more.

The psithurism of the autumn forest flutters as the madmen of the otherworld profit from global uncertainty. I drive the… Read more.

There’s only 12 left again. A pair of tulips, blue and orange. A heartbeat on two lips, river red and… Read more.

At the break of dawn the world is the color of a yellow and green ghost all the madness comes… Read more.

The ancestral drift of dinner plates 5:15 am egg glow a smile in a mirror old antique wall ghost teeth… Read more.