just heard the lights dimming
electric perfume in the breeze
mascara coloring outside the lines
multiple window wiper fragments
shattered cell phone glasses
charcoal wings come to take away
the bones and flesh left behind.
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A Moment of Disaster
Here is a piece of poetic fiction within my WIP, my new book- a moment of disaster: Out back of Back Fork, at the Cogar Cottage, Timmy wai...
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you know you're in the middle of America when the first notable sign coming into town is not the green city limits sign, but the high sc...
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the bobcat's caterwaulin' the old dogs whimpering the children like kittens cuddle Mamaw tossing and turning, timber settling in th...
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