We’ve No Need for a Dream Sprawler

Lookie here, maggot spit! Tight ship! Tight ship-- That's exactly what we's runnin' Heres. Listen up, brace and bit! No lip! Or snip, snip-- We relieves you of both of your Ears. With this rigging, We's gonna bore you a hole Into your side And out the other. We’s a few things To implant inside... Continue Reading →

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Dominion

Find meat stuck in teeth of glaze-eyed Beasts, Of prey from some dangerless lands, Pluck out what was left from unprincipled feasts, And show them the fibrous strands. Upon seeing these, it'd cause no unease, Save for those with the conscience of rams, To dismantlers by degrees, as dutch elm disease, In unremorseful-laden hands. Find... Continue Reading →

The Bezoar

Was it delusion? Few among us would argue that it wasn't But be assured, their ghastly footsteps came by a dozen In that seclusion With wooded life glaring at me on despairing knees. Leaf unto limb they crumbled underfoot from behind me. First they snickered Not contempt nor trickery did the sepulchral spooks bring. Though... Continue Reading →

Speak

How speak the torn, seizured in thought, Into the carpet, as they're taught? When knees are scabbed, foreheads are bruised Against synthetic fibers, boozed, Which side will win the battle there, The voice of light or of despair? How speak the weary, beaten down, Into a screen in her nightgown? When bags are heavy under... Continue Reading →

The Rawalpindi Mothers

      A mother’s example must be of the utmost perfection, Farazeen repeated her mantra. A few strands of hair escaped onto her forehead from under her hijab. She jammed them back underneath the silky fabric, frustrated. Disappointment swelled for her careless job in fastening her hair that day. The perfumed laundry detergent she’d... Continue Reading →

Adrenaline

CLICK HERE to listen to an audio version after an intro and discussion Her veins overfilled.  Adrenaline streamed into them.  The water main spigot of her circulatory system had been opened by some unseen hand.  A spurting explosion of her leg muscles catapulted her from the bed, panties and tanktop stripped in a flurry and... Continue Reading →

Hurry up and Hurt Me

There wasn’t any fear or dread when the thought hit me this morning.  Pain was on my mind.  Emotional pain and heartache.  And I was anticipating it, inviting it even.  Why the hell would a person do that?  No, I’m no masochist; I don’t even enjoy pain in the slightest, but I can endure a... Continue Reading →

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