Clementine

It wasn’t necessarily obvious to Jordan why he’d kept the damn thing at first, as he leered out the window, staring daggers at the back of his stepdad who was preparing to wash his car for third time that week.  He’d never particularly been a big fan of fruit, unless it came preblended in a... Continue Reading →

Lovers Breath

Spectral touch Miniature death Body unsheathed Familiar caress   Redundant womb Alight in haste Rekindled by knowing chase   Stolen breath Rapture bound Soul bequest to stone shroud   Timid steps cement her place Where before life erased   Emerald moss lines the bed Silently awaiting lovers breath

Chestnut Crown

Mottled sky Damp skin Earth blanket Feminine   Rainpour Barefoot Chestnut crown and papercuts   Night bleeds into day Shadow winds smite their prey   Paths appear cut through vine Awaiting her enveloped by twine   As weary souls collect for bed, Resigned to one made of thread.    

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