Reclining in my easy chair Eating apple chips Crunching a duet With the groans of icebergs Red mash, Blue mountain Match made in a sitcom Archie! Archie! Archie! Meathead’s spaghetti Ball necklace Miniature reindeer With red noses Prance dance by as A terrible trollbird alights On the iceberg’s peek Dali dances by With a mountain…
Category: dverse
dVerse — quadrille — Forever Young
Plaster casts taken from soldiers’ mutilated faces (top row), new sculpted faces (bottom row), and final masks (on the table) sit in the studio of Anna Coleman Ladd in 1918. American Red Cross/Anna Coleman Ladd papers/Archives of American Art/Smithsonian Institution Boys of sixteen , knuckles cracking to join Horse clippered skinheads Excited clumps, dazed…
dVerse — OLN — thankfulness — Remember Forget
remembering warm burned conjuring enjoying triggering grounding imprisoning disorienting liberating allowing forgiving detaching present absent forgetting In the trauma support group I’m attending, we need to dig into memories, then write and talk about them. You can guess some of the emotions that are triggered while doing it. Our teacher/mentor said her…
dVerse — labor/birth — To Be
Spring moon’s plea Bulging stray momma cat Fashioned sign to me You were to be Five kittens so many mittens Skin hemisphere balloon La Maze La Leche La La La Cards, boards, pegs Tick-tocked centimeters Winter moon’s trudging Circuits, making snow butter Babydaddy nurse say Sleightime! Showtime! Velvet curtain in fifty-five Spacepod malfunction Fuzzy grease…
dVerse — prosery 6 — Lights Out
One Mid-November Monday temperatures hovered around freezing. Dusk pulled up its blanket as rain fell then froze to trees as Arctic air swept in. Limbs groaned with burden. Victims’ cracks and crashes echoed outside of the house, and the earth vibrated with their landing — the equivalent of an earthquake in Michigan. The old willow…
dVerse — new POV — Predator (disturbing content warning)
Albuquerque ain’t Miami but it’s close Warm scent of prey in the air Looky at that one over there Asking for it, no begging I’ll be doing her a favor Putting her out of her misery And cleaning up this town It’s what I do when the sun goes down * If the meth heads…
dVerse — black — invictus part 2
grey skies seep black black silhouettes silhouettes of of rippling dark grey skin, red eyes eyes that see all all color drained drained from your soul when you hurt her her of black skin skin shining warm warm morning sun her smile died then then she knew why why you killed it it gave…
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