Crafts of LivingThe day she realized she couldn’t staybegan to craft a plan to get away meticulously carried out each stepby time he realized it she had lefthe cried a lot but then his rage beganhe crafted ways to punish her and thenit carried on for way too many yearsthe letting go, the cultivating fearsuntil…
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dVerse’ — MTB/Form — “Bike Ride: ‘nother ending”
Bike Ride – ‘Nother Endingrails are paved, conveyance on flat measuresshoes and tired frames are bouncing bumps graded; right direction’s comfort’s treasurelong arms, green sleeves, holes of chainsawed stumpsreaching out to thrill and feeling season’s fluxwinds are brushing cheeks with humus in the airdappled shadows flicker autumn movies’ flairsparkles on the river, geese are taking…
dVerse — Tuesday Poetics — flipping the script on horror movie quotes
“I know what you did last summer” – Ben Willis, I Know What You Did Last Summer (1997) I Know What You Did Last SummerI know what you did last summerwith your little red wagonwhen your garden was heavywith produce: carrots, radishcucumber, zucchini, green beans,strawberries, blueberries, lettuce,spinach, chard, kale, cabbage.The first time I saw youwas the day I…
dVerse Halloween Haibun Monday
As sunlight slips away, we meander garden paths whose cooling seamstress has costumed all with carnival colors. All but the crows, whose shiny, unruffled contrast caws and echoes across barn, windmill, and alchemizes fear for the living in the dead. cold cement lively poselipstick eyebrows dance in dusk’s breathwelcoming the dark lines, textures, towercasting…
dVerse OLN — Waiting
Waiting She shows herself only to mewhen I visit her garden; posespretty ruffled dress and gloves;it matters not, and may enhance,her filigree bones beneath them.Lanky locks, lavish green bow,I wait for her turn. What colorare her eyes? How wide is hersmile? Will her teeth be small?Although I visit Miss Havershamevery day, every day I’m lost…
dVerse — Q234 — Anime Girl
Blue platform shoes. Courtesy Vivienne Westwood. Photo Victoria and Albert Museum, London Anime Girl Stepped from eighties anime,she’s topped,pink mop’sridge falls togreen almonds.Her zygomatsappled rapture.Lipstick smile,bulldog chin,bobble necksouths, slender,to shadow valley.She’s sheathed in pressed purpleelastic sparkle.Her sequins lighttwo matchsticks strike blueplatform shoes. Punam is today’s host of dVerse’ Quadrille Monday, where we write a 44-word…
dVerse — Prosery — The Enemy
image found at imgur The Enemy Drab olive duffel bulges on white chenille bedspread, waiting. Shaving, questioning in my reflection, I nick the curve of my jaw. Blood drips into sink. “Billy, come down for breakfast!,” Ma yells. I already know it’s blueberry pancakes by the aroma wafting up the stairwell. They’re my favorite, but…
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