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Atlantis
The steady rainfall swallows up the islands and transforms the trees into a forest of drowning tombstones.… more →
A (wise) man of two faces
The Guest - Dan Bowman
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wrote 1 year ago: The second edition of “The Guest” involves one of my favourite poets out of all of the WordPress wor … more →
Nippon
wrote 2 years ago: Though the sun bleeds out we must always remember it will rise again. … more →
Atlantis
wrote 2 years ago: The steady rainfall swallows up the islands and transforms the trees into a forest of drowning tombs … more →
The heart
wrote 2 years ago: I’m kind to others because when I’m kind to them I’m kind to myself. … more →
The lost art of the last conversation
wrote 2 years ago: Why is it so hard to say those final words… Hellos are easy - there are words and works, songs … more →
Personal prison
wrote 2 years ago: There’s a wolf behind my eyes who I keep chained up with rules and lies. He’s not the fear that I’ll … more →
Smiling shopkeeper
wrote 2 years ago: “My friend,” you say in a casual way with a smile on your face and the wrinkles all in place from ye … more →
Caged
wrote 2 years ago: I look into your eyes and all that I can see are all the pretty lies that keep you bound to me. I … more →
Bravery
wrote 2 years ago: I know I’ve made progress when I’m shaking, shivering, and sweating after the fact. … more →
Underfoot
wrote 2 years ago: Small purple flowers who I noticed (but too late), I am so sorry. … more →
Cursed crown
wrote 2 years ago: Chilled by the stone, right to the bone by the curse of the kings and the pain that it brings for th … more →
Clay dolls
wrote 2 years ago: We are all imperfect; this we should remember above other lessons. When others’ actions and wo … more →
Damaged dieties
wrote 2 years ago: Happiness is for the drunkards and the other bacchanals. My sadness may shadow me: lurking in the co … more →
Suburban warfare
wrote 2 years ago: Domestic duties: quiet battles waged between order and chaos. … more →
Progress
wrote 2 years ago: We are born as a fragile, sticky mess: selfish, whiny, manipulative… My, how things have chang … more →
Reasoning
wrote 2 years ago: As I look forward there are times when I wonder, “What’s the fucking point?” … more →
In the trenches
wrote 2 years ago: I measure your age by the divets of dry tears left on your wet face. … more →
Candlelight nights and caffeine days
wrote 2 years ago: Long sighs this morning and deep furrows and bags below my eyes that will, in time, lay me down low. … more →
Plead the Fifth
wrote 2 years ago: I fade into the background, fold into the seat cushions, and echo between whispers unsure if I … more →
