Monthly Archives: November 2014

“The Blatant Virginity of White”

Smoke-stained walls of my prison cell taunt me as the blatant virginity of white blinds my eyes and precise mitered edges delicately pierce the epidermis of my wrists and throat. Toxic drops of cinnabar recreate yesterday’s battlefield as if sun-warmed … Continue reading

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“I Hear….”

“Please leave.” I hear my son’s voice. “I want to be alone with my father.” I hear the talk of strangers. The medical staff. I hear their sounds but do not comprehend their words. The angels of mercy remain. I … Continue reading

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