Stray Dog

A stray dog, curious but reticent, sniffs a wall, a pole, watching, detached, wonders how that dating thing’s working? His own life’s reflected disinterest, disregard who cares, who gives a fuck Cupid never interrupted nor paid heed. A smile, a glance of guile and gullibility, the fear of giving, lost in losing, never receiving, never…Read more Stray Dog

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The Last Hurrah of a Hungry Poet

Three times we met in the space of a single month. I don’t care what anyone else thinks. That’s not a coincidence. Things don’t happen that commonly, I thought, without a reason, a purpose. Yet, even as I thought this, I began to doubt it. A man can be in two minds, as the saying…Read more The Last Hurrah of a Hungry Poet

Death of a thousand Cuts

Don’t tell me it’s over if you still love me, that’s worse than lime juice in an open wound, death of a thousand cuts, open my heart, spit inside, like falling in a dream into nothing and nowhere, a chasm so empty, cries can’t be heard, stripping fingernails with rusty tweezers, death without dying. But…Read more Death of a thousand Cuts

To That Girl

To that girl, I say, a mystery, you were a secret when I met you I was mute, blundering, tongueless, awestruck and fumbling You were aloof, untouchable, a thought inside my head. Your pretty face, those hazel eyes I let you go, you walked away. You wondered why? he’s such a fool, was it something…Read more To That Girl