they kept to banter
that is all they felt
they could do because
to push it any
further might reveal
the dark secret self
no one possibly
could share in common
Scattershot poetry, prose, art, and assorted creative ammunition. A celebration of desire, language, and the revel of life through craft and frequent writing practice.
I checked my blog's numbers after my last post. My readership seemed to be exploding, but considering the volume was all from Singapore,...
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