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Residency

 

Residency- R&R Ramblings

Finally, the day was here – the world would stop moving. He couldn’t wait. Standing at the doors with his bag they opened with a hiss. It was only a small step, but it was the biggest one he’d taken in a year. Continue reading “Residency”

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Gas-Station Story

Gas Station Story - R&R Ramblings

The window stopped being see-thru

 when she closed her doors and her aching bones became the doorstop.

The battered ballerina wept with stolen soulful blinded eyes,

stuck in a faceless insanity spin

she searched for salvation

 off this merry-go-round’s masquerade of madness. Continue reading “Gas-Station Story”

Caterwauling

Caterwauling - R&R Ramblings

Lightbulbs shuddered, and instruments trembled at the screech of a thousand fruit bats on sunrise. It was sirens battling with dolphins in a sonar war Continue reading “Caterwauling”

The House of Hurt

The house of hurt - R&R Ramblings (1)

I was once this country mouse in a big city house

blending in by wearing masks of tusks and feathers.

It’s where we’d met, smoking sunflowers, Continue reading “The House of Hurt”

Delineate

Delineate- R&R Ramblings

‘His nose was regal, no—hornish, no—bugle like. And it had all these blues lines spreading out across the bridge like a city’s streetscape at night.’

‘Ah, huh. Eyes?’

‘Oh, the eyes. Like the cobalt blue of a winter sky in the Outback, cold, empty and big.’

‘Ya could’ve just said blue. Shape?’

‘What do you mean shape?’

‘Almond, tiered, you know.’

‘No. Do you have a brochure of types to choose from?’ Continue reading “Delineate”

Sin’s Soulmate

Sin's Soulmate - R&R Ramblings

He

Was the demon at the steering wheel

on our detour to reshape the gates of hell.

I, impatient with passion,

was shadow chained to his sin.

With a halo of fire, nails carved symbols Continue reading “Sin’s Soulmate”

Realistic Illusions

Realistic Illusions- R&R Ramblings

‘The lines, the curves, it so draws the eye. Don’t you think?’ She asked tipping her manicured nail against her chin.

Eyes squinted, head titled, he said, ‘I quite agree. The way the colours blend into a sense of surrealism.’ Continue reading “Realistic Illusions”

Tea & Toast

TEA & TOAST - R&R Ramblings

‘Then he got shot.’

‘Ah huh.’ He nodded and sipped his tea. The cup’s base chinked as it rested on the saucer and was placed upon the kitchen table.

‘It was brutal. All that shouting and screaming. No one deserves to live like that, you know. Can only put up with it for so long, it had to be done. Continue reading “Tea & Toast”

Tribal

Tribal- R&R Ramblings
The flames reflected the war paint smeared across hair and faces which only pronounced the shine in their eyes. The aroma of cooked liver and fried cables mingled with melting plastic that sizzled beneath the flames. The bass bellowed from the stereo competed with heartbeats as adrenaline spiked to the raw heavy metal pounding their ears.
 Ripped from a dream, the lights came on, and the sound stopped mid-metallic-scream.
 ‘What the hell is going on out here?’ The man’s voice echoed across the courtyard. Continue reading “Tribal”

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