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Halloween

Halloween. As was tradition, the boys would stalk the neighborhood, armed with cartons of eggs and cans of Barbasol. Me and my friends were foam-caked, yolk-splatted messes when we ran into Alexis and her friends coming home from school. They … Continue reading →

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Death of a Super Hero

   I was six when I found out I’d never become a super-hero.    We were in the kitchen. Me, my mother, my father.    My father’s hand was around my mother’s throat. He had a wild, bloodshot, not-there look … Continue reading →

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Innocence

The party ended and I went to Gillian’s house. I was between places and Gillian was letting me stay with her temporarily, which given our history was a tribute to her character. We had been in a tumultuous three-year relationship, … Continue reading →

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Altar

At the blank altar, a woman swallowed hard truths– no stone left unturned.

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Scroll

One man’s boyish scroll as the road map for parched throats– Long-running well-spring.

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Kingdom

Keys to the kingdom, one graceful peck at a time– No wings required.

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Mask

You cannot see tears burned inside a hidden face– Dying by degrees.

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Shoes

To write solidly, yield to an old pair of shoes– Love holds still for love.

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Futurism 101

Shaping destiny’s progress through emptiness held together by an epiphany of particles architecting man’s worth in finite measures.  

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Beckett’s Noir

Uprooted dark rose, growing cold in the shadows– Waiting for Godot?

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