I often wondered what stops me - now I knowthose accusing eyes, those barbed commentsredirecting unprocessed venom at meher inadequacy she ceaselessly laments those accusing eyes, those barbed commentslet her look; she loathes herself so muchher inadequacy she ceaselessly lamentsnow I know what I need to reject and eject let her look; she loathes herself … Continue reading Let her look
The shoes were once shiny and new – now dusty and forgotten, buried in baskets, discarded by time. He is unable to throw them away, because of their uncanny resemblance with his life. Some day when he is gone, and his memories discarded in the bin, the shoes will meet the same fate. Till then, … Continue reading Weary
The moose is quiet as the kids count extensions on his two horns. The living room is not familiar terrain, and he is biding time in alien territory. The television screen shows scenes of human brutality, and that has probably quietened him down … as if he is in a simulation, watching the animal nature … Continue reading In-humanity
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The darkest nights redefine our relationship with light. The coldest months rebuild longing for warmth. I looked forward to the concert with great enthusiasm, and my companions were what I called my comfort zone. Dressed to the hilt, we took our seats in the auditorium. As someone tested the mic, we looked around for elements … Continue reading The Auditorium
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