And just like death every path of planned futures faded until empty black was every way forward. When she placed a foot, pounding and quiet, the path quaked ripples toward … Continue reading Just Like Death
Category: Literary in Nature
“I can certainly try” is a Bunch of Linguistic Bullshit (Part 1)
“Tears on your pillow will dry and you will learn Just how to love again Oh my weeping willow Let your leaves fall and return Oh darling the seasons are … Continue reading “I can certainly try” is a Bunch of Linguistic Bullshit (Part 1)
The things I Dream About
I can see him standing there, lording himself over his domain. “Messiah,” I spat the word on the black earth. My head twitching in negation, I avert my eyes. Backing … Continue reading The things I Dream About
Two Sense
I am a penny blacked and scraped flat, like the bottom of a well dug hole, rusted by life; Bureaucrat, heart working by rote, who cannot get back courage or … Continue reading Two Sense
Unrevealed Man
I have pushed, plied, & pried Your features: Rolling flat your edges With Emotions, explanations, & elements Which were never yours. I have cobbled into existence a chimera: Three dimensional … Continue reading Unrevealed Man
Full
Am I an empty cup? Or just a cup with no bottom? Nothing seems to fill me up: Pouring in Summer, feeling Autumn.
Alas, that love, so gentle in his view, Should be so tyrannous and rough in proof! (Part 2 of 3)
“Proper acute burn care minimizes the need for burn reconstruction. Even in optimal circumstances, however, a predictable set of reconstructive operations commonly is required during the first postinjury years. A … Continue reading Alas, that love, so gentle in his view, Should be so tyrannous and rough in proof! (Part 2 of 3)
