By Christopher A. Kelly A force a pull and I am plunged My sins and misdeeds Forgotten, not expunged Air bubbles and salt water Consume my existence But my lips are sealed, The fight for life persistent Soon I release, Cannot fight it no more My body wants to float up, Till it reaches the [...]
By Nay Torious The Educator This thing we have the decoded title Shot up close or at long range with a rifle For the honor of the family anything goes Bodies falling like dominoes Made men making moms mourn in mortuaries Pallbearers carry old friend’s bodies Guido and Sal a couple of old pals sent [...]
By Janesays I love shoes. They protect your toes. They turn men on. They turn me on. Shoes. Concrete. I love concrete. Especially when it holds my house to the earth. Not so much when it covers frogs. Concrete.