I'm not bulletproof, it all gets to me, the laughter and tears, we exist in the moment where you pull the trigger while I stand in front of you. it's a simple touch, a flex of tendon and bone, and muscles quiver in anticipation, and in the second we are gods bringing down our own … Continue reading Facebook Short Poetry Series #12
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Facebook Short Poetry Series #2
I'm stuck, in the in between place that is always easy to access, but rarely easy to leave. I've been here many times, born, if you will allow me to suggest, to exist in the fantasies that have grown here as I wait, patiently I might add, to figure out the next door to leave … Continue reading Facebook Short Poetry Series #2