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The Crossroads of Sin & Salvation

DYIN’ BLUES
by John Grey

I ain’t afraid of death.
You can bury my body at the crossroads.
Dyin’ though I ain’t too happy contemplatin’. 169 more words

Poetry

MEETING THE ONE

MEETING THE ONE

by John Grey

So loneliness is an airless, colorless, dungeon

and nowhere drearier than in the heart,

with, as a food source, the worms at the base of the well, 160 more words

Poetry

IT'S A DOG'S WORLD

IT’S A DOG’S WORLD

by John Grey

Why shouldn’t I jump from the roof?

The evidence:

coffee spills, bills, talk radio, canned food, clichés.

As for the last of these, 171 more words

Poetry

ADDICTION

ADDICTION

by John Grey

I despise habit,

these patterns that won’t let up; my body keeps doing everything

my brain warns it against;

I’m combining cough syrup with cheap vodka; 92 more words

Poetry

WHEN I REMEMBER

the sight of you
doing nothing
is not nothing

© 2014, John Gray

John Grey is an Australian born poet, recently published in The Lyric, Vallum and the science fiction anthology, “The Kennedy Curse,” with work upcoming in Bryant Literary Magazine, Natural Bridge, Southern California Review, and the Oyez Review.

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Mad Woman of Suburbia -- John Grey

Cliffs in the garage, struggling to open an oil can.
I’m sweating over my homework.
Once more, Martha’s in her bedroom
being terrified by “The Book Of Revelations.” 244 more words

Poetry

Crow Commentary by John Grey

Crows sit atop gravestones and caw.
Busted angel above,
rotting one below.
An eye drips tears.
A hand drips cheap flowers.
Black cloud quells trees, 104 more words

Writing