It croaks as it’s dying, body sunken, when it wriggles, it jiggles, and rolls its side in upon itself like… Read more Slugs are allergic
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Interchangeable eyes
When we knew each other we barely had the time to look into each other’s faces Whenever we did you… Read more Interchangeable eyes
Tripping spider dreams
Tripping, spinning, snapping mandibles grip at the turning cylinder githout success, pincers rubbed raw, begin to smell A hundred eyes… Read more Tripping spider dreams
Race Day
It wasn’t that long ago, you could smell it, coating the breeze in a fine oil varnish It sat on… Read more Race Day
The Better Man…
…would always fold first with a piece of ashphalt sticking out of his left shoulder the right being sacrosanct and… Read more The Better Man…
Tighearnan John Kelly 