Haunted House: The Transcript

Haunted House I revisited the house my father haunts, Empty and hot- heavy with loss— Filled with old air and hollowness. My hand held a light over my head While the other ran across cold concrete And the walls of the robbed rooms, Where furniture once was. I pressed my lips-sucked the flesh within my... Continue Reading →


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Note: The Transcript

Note I left you on the bedside table, Right beside a pack of un-smoked cigarettes. Nothing too fancy Or thought through. Because you were just an idea never a plan; But one thing led to another— A strong drink chased pills, clutched in a stronger hand. You were just a bunch of scribbles on crumpled... Continue Reading →

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