Sink or Swim

Look at the shoes on her aren’t they gorgeous? Her hair, her clothes you can smell the lavender from over here If I’m a good girl Mammy says, when I grow I can buy fine things at a whim but first I must learn to sink or swim.

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Sometimes We Ask*

Sometime we listen but what do we hear? sometime stay still and breathe until a deafening silence opens your senses to the thunderous barrage, war without dimensions, relentless cascade, hate filled, race distilled imaginations, of meat on a block, value per pound, good muscle, good teeth, good bad air to breathe, until the air and…Read more Sometimes We Ask*

CRY

Cry, the world says fuck off, I don’t want  to know about you, Cry, wait a minute,  I’m crying about you, Cry? give me a minute I’m done about you There’s no measure between you or me you’re an arsehole the depth of the grand canyon you’re an idiot the width of a diaphanous can…Read more CRY

The Beauty of a Unicorn

The beauty of a unicorn is in its mystery, purple Adonis with sun bleached tresses, curlicued golden antler; a scaly, grey beast with a horny snout, beauty resides in the eyes of those who can see the fantasy in mystery and smile. The brutish intrude, as truth denied, a bleak horizon appears, phantasm becomes the…Read more The Beauty of a Unicorn

Resolution

To assert the failure of human spirit might naysay love and warmth you feel, from people who love without question or reason, the wonder from whom, I’ve always seen, can be, most fortunately the same, even when life’s cruel irony can turn charity to misfortune and every year we’ll say we’ll do what’s false is…Read more Resolution