Just Like Edgar Allen Poe's Blues I found my heart wandering the streets of Baltimore, penniless, raving unintelligibly, dressed in someone else’s clothes. It was coming from a funeral, or going to one, and when I failed to ask whose, it was gone. But, all these years later, mere acquaintances continue to receive letters begging … Continue reading Carcinogenic Poetry Recap No. 3
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The VGP Literate No. 17
Drowning for Love Voices in my head cannot stop saying how she's clouding their vision. Makes thinking clearly tough when everything is shaded her favorite color, blue. Stands to reason my subconscious seeks out a woman most pleased with paint the color of the sea. I've always been an ocean guy. Smell of salt, raw … Continue reading The VGP Literate No. 17
The VGP Flashback #2
Vulnerable The heart is an organ of fire. --Herodotus Layers of defenses peel away, rice paper shredded beneath heat metal hands, lightening glass sparks. You unearth the hollow beneath my heart, once constricted. Make it blossom full-petaled... A flower fed on tears flames to life, too intense for restraint. The edge of your fingers fillet … Continue reading The VGP Flashback #2
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