The cloud swallowed the sun, the earth growing gray with cold mist. Angels sang in finished verse with divine melody woven as stitches to mend bleeding minds. And we cried at the lack of definition, surrounded by the siren song of sexless children, their wings thrumming a discordant rhythm that bruised the sky, and kept […]
Read MoreOnce it was beautiful, and our skin knew warmth with mutual kindness and our eyes caught the sway of our hips; bodies in time to special rhythms. The song decayed over fallen seasons, vibrance drained from ceaseless chills and assumptions, melodies a crumbling discord. Roll the fruit of our endeavor from the patch and it […]
Read MoreGive me a day where it’s all full and illuminated. I want to suck at the tit of progress, bleed hot serum from secret threats, digging into souls with dirty fingernails and reaching for a sun dipped in frost. Clever leaps of hurdles at the crystal hours, a prismatic hope bounced off the walls of […]
Read MoreWrapped in the clutch of flora, our confidence yields to the first play of nature’s prying hands. Knitted tangles of her finest chaos clinging to the hardness of best laid plans, the finest option is acquiescence; cooperation between our arts. The struggle of balance at home against the wild vines of her beauty, immersed in […]
Read MoreDon’t go. Never stray from our sides, granting us stung smiles, a constant display of thrilling humor and unabashed ridiculousness. Be here always, warm heart. Accept the eye-rolls and calamity with quiet cuddles on cold nights, be our kindness. Greet friends with head down, accepting hands instinctively poised to scratch the scruff of you, and […]
Read Morebohemianfilthfest: dudenaw: WHAT Pocho, the 5.2 meter (17 feet) long friendly crocodile! You’ve already met Gustave the killer croc, now it’s time to meet Pocho. Costa Rican fisherman Chito first met the croc after finding him with a gunshot wound on the banks of the Central American state’s Parismina river 20 years ago. He had been […]
Read MoreThe eagerness is to protect; track and kill whichever threat crosses any pane. Wild eyes search hungrily, expectantly, and the days saunter past the hunt with a brand of tremulous rhythm misspent on correction. Let them be free, one wonders? Windows cast like a lightbox, and stares flex against intrusion, animal instincts a strike away […]
Read More“Why do we love the light?” he asked. His eyes verged of tears, as if the question forced pins into his stomach. I shrugged and observed the beauty of our shared moment. “You don’t know?” he wondered, his voice thin. I nodded. “I only know why I do,” I replied. He stared into the crawl […]
Read MoreBled by light, chemical burns and crushed within fists shaking from violent rage, dark eyes penetrate. Cancers pervasive in the edges of this self portrait, growing, eating, fucking and clawing with eagerness to end the tinny clarion setting hairs on end, tearing kindness from saints. Glares and flares, deepened stares, the enemy of reason and […]
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