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They Might Grow Up
Emergency, emergency, everybody to clear the streets *The cowboys are coming, the cowboys are coming* Guns carried openly on the hip or hidden under arm They will tell you it is only the bad folks they will harm Unless, of course they are the bad guys, that’s only fair Else they might shoot anyone for […]
Serial Friday ~ Arcadian Journey
Please forgive the short entry, due to the author being a bit under the weather. Chapter Eight Stavo hadn’t spoken to Eni that morning. He acted kind and treated her better than he might have, but he knew his patience was stretched thin. With a stern glance he had left her to her hang hangover […]
Ours to Choose
What is it follows? Can it be found? Follows you around Sometimes in front Sometimes behind Opens doors Slams doors In your face Sneaks in Cheek by jowl Cuts no slack A burdened back Dogs your steps Manacles Your joints Points of pain Reminders Of reminders past Needles and pins Stuck in a map Of […]
Serial Tuesday ~ Toliver
Chapter Eight Sunday brought a morning off, which meant either being locked in or attending a Christian service filled with brimstone and the god of Abraham. It also brought the casket maker, Wurst. “Anders Theodore Wurst, they call me the Best,” he said. “And the Wurst,” Toliver replied, picking up on the name. Wurst laughed, […]
Who Calls the Tune?
Regardless how brilliant, how noble I believe my thought Scorning how gracious, how grand I envision my dreams Futility wraps them up, a cerement, as small minds plot Hate, fear, want, and murder shape their selfish schemes I understand I can change the world, if just my little corner So I strive to add beauty, […]
Serial Friday ~ Arcadian Journey
Chapter Seven Most of the settlers got drunk when they returned to town. This time, Eni joined them. She had borne witness to the killings, but was forced to turn away. She had made her choice long before this day, but at that moment it had sickened her. Overwhelmed by the sight and smell of […]
So Little has Changed ~ Verse II
Verse II Remember the numbers are someone’s mother, son Father, daughter, aunt or uncle and it may be anyone Rich or poor, special on either end of the spectrum Smart, stupid, hawk, dove may die at the end of a gun In or from an ivory tower its fiery wrath may descend From a young […]
So Little Has Changed
What are the numbers, does anybody know? Does anybody care how many we have to go? Can anyone, anywhere believe it’d get this high? Probably so, as we continue pretending to try How many incidents are recorded each week? Not just in the world, but also of here I speak This time it’s one and […]
Serial Tuesday ~ Toliver
Chapter Seven That night at dinner, Toliver no longer sat at the front. His seatmates called it the hot seat, and not somewhere you wanted to sit. Today the honor belonged to a woman, though he could only see the curly, brown hair on the top of her head and hear her murmured responses to […]
Taking Your Chance
What do you do if you discover you don’t like your life? When the wonderful choices you’ve made lead to strife Not all of them, certainly, but you feel stifled, unfulfilled One more day you’ll spend praying your world is stilled What you dreamed, do you remember, or who you’d be Memories lost in the […]
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