Little Fingers 

Originally posted on Bruised But Not Broken:
An entire fist of little fingers clasp themselves around my pinkie and I feel anything but small.? Tiny peach face stares up at me, eyes wide with a wisdom I can’t voice, but I remember. I have known her.? Little fingers press themselves against baby rose petal lips…

Once Upon a Friendship

Originally posted on Insights from "Inside":
(For KM, upon the occasion of your 50th birthday) ? upon meeting pre-teen I was the new girl bookwormish and shy hiding lonely heart behind nerdy glasses you – social butterfly alit gently on my spirit I can still see your tears drip in geometric proof of…

Legacy

Originally posted on A Lion Sleeps in the Heart of the Brave:
“No” slips off your tongue like gravy How you do that amazes me I say “yes” because then I think Just maybe I will belong But for how long Listen to the creak of the door Your t-shirt has holes in it but…

Tales Untold

Originally posted on Max Meunier:
forced into a crowded room never will that moment leave me savagely they barked their orders all but one was made to follow unable for reasons unknown still they beat him heavy metal tracers did surround his face wailing like a dog in death throes begging for some form of…

I’m All Out of Duct tape

Originally posted on Kindra M. Austin:
I scream behind closed lips, bitch Teeth and bleeding tongue While you play ego Electric violin deaf To my body language Talking head and no brain I scream behind closed lips, bitch ?

èirigh na grèine / sunrise

Originally posted on Karen Bain – Writer:
I walk towards infinity. how good to ?? finally be one with all in me. to lie down, ?? in cool rained grass. to seek no more.? to lay my limbs among the roots? of trees. ?s t r e t c h i n g ?o u…

june 13

Originally posted on lois e. linkens:
her tiger stripes shine against ivory sheets; she’s wild, trapped by washing lines and cups of tea.?

Crutches

Originally posted on Heartstring Eulogies:
You lent me a shoulder to lean on, arms to hold so I could cry. Legs with which to stand. I wish I didn’t still need them. © Sarah Doughty

Grief Paints Herself Void of Substance

Originally posted on Charlie Zero The Poet:
? Hearts distended, termites feed my emotional wooden cocoon. In time unfurled. Color will vaporize on heavy lidded sunset. Tears of saudade, covet what belongs trapped in perfidy. Grief paints herself empty of faith. Weeping statues dissolve marble; only traces remain void of substance. Tornados sob. Everything wise…

Crows. Carrion. Claws.

Originally posted on S. K. Nicholas:
? First, comes the removal of our clothes, and the shedding of skin as the flame of the candle slowly climbs the bedroom wall. Second, are my hands that grab your wrists while observing your?body as it shimmers in the mirror. Mirrors lie, and yet my eyes do not.…

Ghost of a Love-Aurora Phoenix

you visited me last night as I slumbered alongside someone who is not who can never be you it was innocuous as hauntings go there were no howls blood curdling screeches no echoing clanks of leaden chains no macabre dripping or bloodied bangs there was just you stripping me bare in the timber of your…

Not Today Satan

Originally posted on Dances with Tricksters:
You’re an addict, an idiot, shit lord of piss mountain, I called you trash but really you’re a garbage disposal siphoning crap then vomiting shit, I am sick of you, I trashed you, you fucking asshole, next time I’ll stab you harder, next time when we kiss, I will…