Apocrypha

Poetry

Apocrypha

Jesus beat the bullies back from the temple and wiped his brow. He hadn’t signed on for this. He counted the days until retirement,...

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Ghostly Streets

You stand still not knowing what to do. Waiting waiting waiting waiting For some type of sign, some Bat signal in the sky. Telling you to...

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Real Me

I never changed I simply became the better version of myself It’s because of you… Did you know? The way you never showed any interest...

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And A Glimpse

All forms of desire that shouldn’t be desired slither into her young mind. No two thighs touching and the sighs they breath out:...

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Blindness

You wrapped up my ghosts in ziplock bags and tucked them into boxes without warning. I thought you would treat them with more respect but...

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The Fight

You wrecked the party I was having fun, we had driven for hours You played the same card as usual I was angry, your timing was dire You...

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The Crazies

Are the precious ones with the most colorful souls Painting love in glorious hues of aqua, fuchsia, tangerine and gold The crazies feel the...

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Woodwork

She built a home with her hands each beam uncalculated but standing erect to perfection nails nor screws thoughtfully placed because she...

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Death of a Racist Cousin

when the death call came your confederate ideas and vile vernacular came swinging back at me like a bloody noose from our haunted family...

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‘Go To’ Relief

Is there love on this dangerous road? The one that holds a bottle of your liquid seduction that will never let go of my reflection in this...

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Freak Show

I had always wanted to be the center of attention until I was shackled into the main attraction of her sideshow. A three-ring circus and...

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That Bitch Called Media

So many girls get trapped by that bitch called Media and her virtual cage. Her spider web of filters latch on filtering out flaws and...

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Marriage

I sit alone in my bedroom you sit alone on the couch. You go to work I stay home. You never call. I never text. Our wedding portrait is on...

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Art Of Silence

the postman may always ring twice for Lana Turner but not for me no more Silence in that sacred space created a beauty of mind

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Five Thoughts

Five long, sticky and clinging thin, thinner, thinnest: numbering. One small and short, a stubble amongst the firs on her palm, the rest...

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A Lovely Conversation Amongst Strangers

Redemption was in order, but his sins outweighed her ability to forgive. Two friends, turned strangers, once lovers, now hardly knew each...

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All I have

It was the first time you didn’t fall for my smile, the one you realized wasn’t real. You took me home and tugged me in, You kissed...

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The Mmm of Her

I always left feeling less of myself, like I had left little bits of me with her and I started to wonder what she did with them, those...

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RepetitionReputationReligation

Is key willful to believe sounds silly Statistics are all surreal in a sense 2nd Most Static Civil Caste System Britain is 1st we Better...

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Spit It Out

I wish I could get rid of the taste, it is metallic and poisonous, like burnt pious self-righteousness, unpalatable. I want to wash and...

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Of Fruit

I met a woman who told me the creases in my hand held no hope for children or a life-long love. I wondered if the word alone tasted in her...

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Archives of My Mind

I’m the archivist of my mind But I lack the proper training to keep a clean house

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Arsonist

I see a corridor and I see it with all its edges. I throw a burning ember on the wooden floor and the mustard wallpaper suddenly shudders;...

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Five Year Gap

Five-year gap It could have been ten, I was so young then Just sixteen, you were just ‘old’ Policing my youth, like you always knew...

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Splintered

until you splintered under my skin, and the blood rushed to fight infection,

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Every Woman

I like to read books and watch the sunset pull dirt out of sentences.

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