The swamp claws its way through the mud. Water moccasin waking late in the winter’s artful sun. Hiding in the putrid belly of the forsaken shade of the brown-haired trees, he lay gazing. He sees in black and white. Stalking prey with a proud skinny neck and blockish head, he hunts. Choctaw child, feet raw…
Category: Anguish
My Short Story “Booze And Bobcats” Now On MasticadoresIndia
Anguish threw her vile smell around the house like a cat who sprays the coffee pot. Strings of tension gave rise to erect hair follicles like they always did when something horrible was about to happen. Mom and my little sister Rosa were nowhere to be found. Dad’s car was parked in the back of…
Live on MasticadoresIndia – “Secret behind my dad’s death”
Strange questions were bouncing off the wall when I said goodbye to Dad. As I lay, the phone down, my intuition was flexing its head like a water moccasin. I sensed a myriad of harsh realities lurking like monsters in dense fog. It was a simple lung biopsy, and they had stabilized his blood pressure,…
The Devil
Mount Ararat holds the wind in the silence of snow peaks where splinters of the ark rub nails creaking in her cypress side hope traversing mountain wafts lavender, jasmine, and wisteria sing woeful at an oath once absolute Please read the rest of my poem at MasticadoresIndia ( now called ChewersMasticadores ), if you enjoy…
My New Poem “Enigma” Now Live On MasticadoresIndia
fading, my heart envisionsa ripe fig molting tan skinlying like a sad mason jarempty, left alone, with a scar odors float like memoriessparrows sing their hopeyour face a repeat movie reelfingers weep aching to feel To read the rest of this poem please visit MasticadoresIndia ( now called ChewersMasticadores ) – Terveen Gill, Editor –…
she stares – an ameri-ku
Flat black hat resting as it framesthis exquisite yet somber and mournful face, her elongated legs and armsstretching, as if an iron highway to nowhere lingering in a world of deathher other half, a year ago, took his last breath This beautiful sculpture was created by Louise McDowell. It is cast bronze completed in 1996…
my new poem “The phoenix” live on masticadoresindia
A serpent turninginto a great birdwith wings of blueand words I heard killing and blooddeath and sorrowinnocence cryingforgetting tomorrow great his swordwings shine whiteserpent sailing highGod hand did smite To finish reading my new piece please go to MasticadoresIndia ( now called ChewersMasticadores ) and please remember to like, share and subscribe! Right before…
Social justice inks – anthology of poetry – Review
Social Justice Inks: Anthology of Poetry is a vividly raw collection of poems examining many types of social injustice. I am one of the contributors, but I do not consider myself to be biased. When the books arrived, I quickly and enthusiastically opened my package. I was determined to take my time with this book. Randomly opening…
My New Poem “Aftershock” Now Live On MasticadoresIndia
her face resembles the pathways of a troubled life hair so white it was spun by the moon’s shadow sitting at a table molded from an ancient cypress tears float from olive eyes opening her fissuring lips black roses and screams of old To continue reading, please visit MasticadoresIndia ( now called ChewersMasticadores ), and…
