Below, where it’s dark…
Day: September 1, 2016
A Little Chaos
Oh yes…another Project! The Soul Food Café is a site that just feeds the beast that is my imagination- you can check out my work here too.
October Promises
Poetry, Day Eight: Pleasure
From the tantalizing to the satisfyingly sober, have your poem convey a sense of pleasure today. Imbue it with joy, glee, and profound contentment — or, if you wish to keep it dark, write about the lack of or longing for pleasure in your life.
William Trost Richards
The Clunk of a chain
whispers, cries, please
the sweet scent of caramels
Halloween
The snap of a twig
the rustles of leaves
bones rattling from the behind you
Halloween
Shadows with cold hands
shadows with teeth
hiding behind you, above you, inside of you
Halloween
Bound By Dust
Photo A.M. Moscoso
She should not be here in the dust
where there is no water
no breath of air
no life
nobody to care.
She should take to the air
she should find the Sea
she should lift her wings and fly
Don’t be
like
me.