Tag: Abuse

Flicker of Thoughts

in a way, it was savage the way you held my hand a little too tight a little too firm nails biting into the back of my hand in a quiet corner of my mind there stood a tiny thing just a flicker of… Continue Reading “Flicker of Thoughts”

Little Red

running along dark twisting paths she dare not glance behind her she knows it is fangs and drool and glowing eyes that haunt her she trips but regains her balance keeps running, keeps running her skin damp with fear unwashed hair covers her eyes… Continue Reading “Little Red”

The Release of Shame

When I was in high school, Jeremiah was my best friend. I lived the farthest away from that rural school than anyone else, over in the next town. Every school morning my mom would drive me the mile from our house to the elementary… Continue Reading “The Release of Shame”

Until It Passes

I haven’t left this cave, my den, in days because if I do, the sky comes crashing in again. There’s a storm brewing on the horizon and it’s coming closer, closer. Should I turn to my left, it rises. To my right, it looms.… Continue Reading “Until It Passes”

Suture

examining her pretty blues I saw the traces of bite marks along her eyelids each red mark filled with dried tears and the echoes of heartache laying my tongue along each divot I tasted the memories of neglect and self-loathing the lies and the… Continue Reading “Suture”

No Impact

Engulfed in the fury of forest fire intent Insulted, you fear me; my force inspires lament Descent to the flames you wage war and char Conventional games your aim’s poor not far Reaching beseeching me to douse your mistake Bleaching decreasing thee to mouse… Continue Reading “No Impact”

Black Beetles

black beetles creeping down the walls eyes stare out nothing behind them except everything everything everything every thing nothing behind them at all black beetles clickety-click-cuhlicking along ash curlicues swirls and slithers through my veins dancing pearls down my veins alphabet ash moves slow… Continue Reading “Black Beetles”

I Am Origami

I pulled all your old love notes out of the special box I keep tucked away in the closet. I haven’t read them in… well, a really long time. Every so often I’ve pulled it, the box that is, down and held it in… Continue Reading “I Am Origami”

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