My new poem “Зник (Disappeared)” Live on SpillWords NYC (Viewer Discretion Advised)

grief falls from my pocketpuddles of barren momentsbloody dolly circles a filthy drainlaughter, and love in a gilded locketdangles deep between my cold breastscaptives of war, our daughter’s voice dead To read the remainder of this piece please visit SpillWords Press NYC and also like, share and follow SpillWords Press NYC.  

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“Sin At six” my new poem live now on the edge of humanity

gazing at vivid red brickswilling myself to evaporateinto the rough white stufflaying snuggling in betweenscarlet spies my secrets seen torrents of rain battering tinbolts of lightning are cracklingdogs a hollering so terrifiedmama’s orders down she layout tonight, the dogs will stay Please read the rest of my poem here on THE EDGE OF HUMANITY MAGAZINE  […]

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