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Craddled clothes held tightly to her chest
Moist sheets laying underneath her head
His scent craved by her ever

the creativity began, the productivity ended.

Disregard my smile, I’m too tired

“Nothing says love like a man holding a bucket, waiting for you to hurl into it.”

Broken
A poem

Dusk slays the day and bleeds shadows over timeless faces breathing dismay
Stone

Yellow Marigold
Your blooms so brightly calling
Inviting me near

Gwen had taken Monday off to read the book. She’d taken Tuesday off to read the book. She’d taken Wednesday off

Gwen was old. She’d always been old and worn taffy-coloured hose to prove it. No one ever asked her age, because they

And how the hell
am I supposed to write
with sex noises
creeping through the walls
larger than th

Nancy was seventeen when she realized the man who worked for her father would become her husband. His name was Ed, and befo

If you didn’t know Georgie, you’d have thought he’d been expecting this. Dana didn’t know him, so w

Dana used to stay up at night imagining the connections people made as on a circuit board. It wasn’t something small

     No one would ever believe me.  I didn’t believe it, and I was there.  An

she told me that she had to go home,
all frantic and losing her hair.
her digits were all sliced up
the d

A culmination of all my desired selves
Unfolding brilliant tethers
We mirror each others shapes
Vague me

She sidles shivering in behind the sheet of corrugated steel that obscures the entrance. With any luck the snow will keep f

try 1:

Amber says:
As love comes, It goes, As friends come, They go, As life soon comes, It soon ends

Sunflowers in the Meadow.

By day, the sunflowers in th

Pressed flat on my stomach atop a narrow peak, I looked down at the ginormous, chugging monstrosity that was the Santa Clau

The stench of faithlessness.
The tomb of the living death.
The underworld journey.
Before Redemption.

      K’naan is the new face of rap music. The lyrical genius moved to Canada from the depr

Divinity is in every single man, woman and child on this earth. That it seems is the most seditious idea to a ‘normal’

I learnt finally that ambition is greed and that compassion is my purpose.

I become agitated. Then I rage, I get terrified, I move into the frozen heart, I am mean, I am hopeless and I am in despair

First I thought he was a god.
Then I condemned him as a devil.
Then I realised he was a man.
Now I see

i’m in the church where we first met
here with you is where i really am
in this world with only us two