Monthly Archives: July 2014

unattainable

pressing cold dark and close, together it presses us dark as midnight in an alley of rats or are we the rats and the rats us reality is no more fantasy than fantasy could be reality and yet here we … Continue reading

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blue

blue. blue like the sky on a warmsummer’s day. bluelike the polish on her delicate nails or the shirt upon her chest. bluein the tears she sheds oncea month, in the water she nervously sips, in thekimono she dawns when exiting the shower. bluelike the … Continue reading

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last kernels

spit. blood hits the dead grass beneath her feet and the ground soaks it up thirstily. her eyes seek out the offender, and it isn’t long till they land on her target. poorly-dyed blonde hair hangs from the girl’s head. … Continue reading

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