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Darkness.
My dearest, sweet, Sophia, Slowly and with painful clarity, I watch as my day’s light fades. Where formerly the light of day danced, sparkled and played, all now loses definition in deepening gloom. The land that was alive with colour and vibrancy becomes dim and flat. The gentle......Read More

Posted on: 2008-01-04 14:28:29 | Rating:

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Heart.
These flowers brought for you are blue; as I remember your eyes. This snow that falls on me is white; as I remember your skin. These tears that fall for you are clear; as I remember your voice. This earth that covers you is dark; no darker than my soul.......Read More

Posted on: 2008-01-09 20:45:48 | Rating:

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Scream.
I want to scream; expel the black bile that fills me: shatter glass, crack walls, kill peaceful doves in flight, cause pain, bring death. I want to scream; vent this anguish that consumes me: feel pain, witness justice, find eternal meaning in sorrow, feel......Read More

Posted on: 2008-01-11 12:42:40 | Rating:

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Reconciliation.
Tender, a moment only, fixed in time; crystalline, perfect and pure. A memory not yet embraced. A story not yet told. A promise of truth and love and lightness and being: tenderly, you touched my hand. ...Read More

Posted on: 2008-01-11 12:46:54 | Rating:

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Fk me heels.**
Dressed in a black, cocktail dress and stiletto heels, she looks just like a marriage ending. She comes on like a whiskey-soaked summer night in the desert, smelling of sweat and Chanel No. 9. She is an angel, a fantasy - destruction incarnate. She will take me where I shouldn’t......Read More

Posted on: 2008-01-12 11:34:22 | Rating:

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Hollow.
“So he left you for his secretary? That’s almost cliché, isn’t it? “Yeah”, she answers back and laughs ironically, but in her eyes I can see there is little humour. The bar is oddly quiet for a popular location on a busy street in the business district......Read More

Posted on: 2008-01-13 15:06:50 | Rating:

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Hope.
When I think about it, which is as seldom as possible, I am always surprised at how fast and how far a person can fall. At one time, I thought that my life was secure. I thought that my life would continue on course. I could not have been more wrong. It is as though I crossed an invisible......Read More

Posted on: 2008-01-16 20:49:12 | Rating:

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Doll.
Heart, Smashed like a china doll – collect the pieces and mend it; lost shards do not return. Forever shattered but appearing whole: Smiling doll’s face reveals rifts and clefts; No longer of value, tattered and abused. Toss it away – like a......Read More

Posted on: 2008-01-18 14:40:44 | Rating:

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Crisis.
Sirens in the night creep up the spine; wailing and jangling, pulling at nerve endings. Eyes too wide open, drawn to imagined light; staring and roaming, seeking to rest on comfort. Limbs in fatigued movement called unbidden to action; writhing and flexing, wanting......Read More

Posted on: 2008-01-19 18:21:04 | Rating:

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Phone.
Viewer Discretion: graphic imagery and some sexual content. Phone. The phone continues to buzz its staccato rhythm in my ear. My fingers twitch around the filter of an unlit cigarette. The phone rings again, distant, impersonal and lonely. Sylvia, where are you? When the image comes......Read More