Peccant

Somewhere between one obligation & another task to be checked off Out of focus behind a slight dewy fog Letting off steam & a moment's reprieve from solitary drudgery We'll burn the witch & Solve our problems this way answering chipper smiles In kind behind cloth torches passed In a newish way Charred pages curl... Continue Reading →

umbra

what if humans could be more than sudden embargo screaming from the balcony tearing through towns farmhouse & skyscraper this new category of storm takes the cake & hurls it at the wall all rainbow star sprinkles rearranging the cosmos returning later with soapy water scrubbing evidence resetting the stage between acts

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