This Morning Nov 27, 2022 poetry This Morning “I’m always naked," the Finnish one giggles as she hunches over and grabs her clothes, shimmying backwards into the bathroom, her breasts dangling
Widows Walk Nov 27, 2022 poetry Widows Walk Standing on the widows walk she could see the children playing the tops of their heads combed flaxen silk, a perfect part. That was her,
Penny Lions Nov 27, 2022 poetry Penny Lions As a child she gazed at the penny lions, slotted metal creatures disappear behind hidden folding doors. The scene was made merry by the bulbs
Prying Moon Nov 25, 2022 poetry Prying Moon Sweet, prying moon all silver and lace. where last midsummer did you find her? She loves to watch you fall a token of promise, surely
The Trickster Witch Part 2: Juan Aldama Nov 25, 2022 poetry The Trickster Witch Part 2: Juan Aldama There’s a dark energy there we held her close, kept her warm night after night, while the terror spread like pigment on wet glass