Paradise:Where the clouds of yesterdaypierced by the hope of tomorrowlinger over today’s shores. 7(For Eugi’s Weekly prompt: paradise. Image my own.)
Let’s chat! Seldom an invitationto friendly repartee Voices will risefoment latent resentment Where’s the purpose in that? I already bear the marksof vile contempt, soul-etchedin permanent ink. Let’s chat?I’d rather not. (Image my own.)
(Warning: this poem discusses the effects of sexual assault, and may be disturbing to some readers.) Back and forth I travel, searchingfor her – retrace every bend, curve,detour – back to the water, the sand,the beach where I lost her…haunted by velvet brown eyes – bedroom eyes,they told her, men with greedy loins,calculating – I […]
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