My god is an awesome god My god has a limp My god has ADHD My god has complex PTSD My god has a disorganized attachment style My god is as queer as hell My god forgets to brush their teeth My god is a…
Category: Miscellaneous
Little Doll
She’s a wind-up toy at the end of her reel, pushing and puffing with dismal results and keeling over with muscles of lead. “Just give me a moment before trying to wind me up again, if you would,” she pleads, “and perhaps I’ll last…
Hour Seven – 2023
2023: Unprompted, Hour Six [TRIGGER WARNING]. Days, Full of longing; In search of a Belonging, Evermore. I hear voices beyond doors, Not meant for me; though they call my name, with glee. Hope beckons a travesty; Nothing but more “lessons” to learn, as the last…
Prompt seven
Wolf If I were a wolf I could slay the sheep Greet the moon Howl in the night I would not feel lonely If I were a wolf I would feel connected To all things I would feel the pulse Of the earth beneath me…
When yoi say you love me
And when you say you love me I cannot hold still It is like holding the largest bag of candy Akin to winning a jackpot The biggest of all jackpots And when you say you love me You make my dreams come true And bring…
End of the World, Start of Hope (Hour 6)
A solo journey to clear my head Has only left me with more and more Could you see it if you were here? Would you believe me if I told you? I’ve stumbled across the end of the earth It’s not flames of misery Or…
Mirror – Hour 7
My sweet reflection, Utterance in whisper lie, He’ll soon see death’s eye.
Spaceship Earth – Hour 6
Antiquarians saw art in two dimensions,without perspective depth. Similarly the world around them. The earth can only be flat, they said. They sought confirmation in the Holy Word, and even the church blessed this notion. (Who were priests, after all, but men of only two…
Hour Six: Possibility
Possiblity Flat is an either or. Round is possibility. Flat is boring, stilted. Round invites discovery. In the straight and narrow I am only aware of the musts, the have tos, the only way. But in the round I see a belly bursting with life….
A WOMAN SINGS (hour 7) by Pams
A woman sings and you will die without her song. Her voice brings you back to life and it’s intoxicating. She sings, turning into thin air, the breath of the woman you love escaping you. You must find her to breathe, you must give her…