2013/14
By Anchor
- 561 reads
Clay, Mud and Sand Part 1.
I was born into clay and beat a hard path into this isle's mud before I reached it's highest peak, and took to the air, bound for distant shores,...
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- 487 reads
Comfort
Comfort her, tell her what she needs to hear. This game of hide and seek is a test, find her and she'll let you near. Comfort her, look behind the...
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- 376 reads
Fourteen
Just keep sucking on that cigarette and dumb yourself down with that slow lispy voice. Give your black liner one final check and curl your lip in a...
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- 643 reads
P.I.R.
She dances in the shallows, a rain dance of sorts, hoping for steam to muddy the air, to wash off last night and not to be caught. Slide back into...
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- 781 reads
Pickle Jar
/*--> */ We built it on the empty air, like elastic we stretched it far, and you plucked out it’s single note -kept it in a pickle jar. The distance...
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- 406 reads
February Part 1.
February, and the bland fields on either side swamped by winter floods. With every mile traveled southwards the skies grow greyer: dove, slate,...
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- 389 reads
Gamble
he smiles sex and she drinks it in green eyes, feline, nicholson. lips stretched across freckled skin, and it's got her wondering heat quivers the...
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- 782 reads
I heard love was like a heart attack
I heard love is like a heart attack, flashing lights and sirens rung. And I heard love floods you like a winter storm. But the love I know is calm...
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- 769 reads
Promised Land
Flimsy wall Bedroom door Up against The dirty floor Scratched-up back Midnight black Giving me The simple fact Bite down hard Leave a mark A white...
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- 551 reads