Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Literary Collective:
I knew the dealer and we chuckled a few times, he being street and me being neater than the rest. I knew them once too; back when their mamas fucked all the daddies and I was too much like my mother. I knew them, the slink and the…
Originally posted on S. K. Nicholas:
? There’s electricity in the way we touch. Not the kind they write about in poems, y’know, that awful romantic shit involving passion and desire and love. No, the electricity we share is ugly and brutal. It fries small children who wander onto train tracks in search of adventure.…
Originally posted on RamJet Poetry:
impoverish threats ram jagged caustic noise derelict ionic cameras burning skin and private parts meticulous malicious For the greater good For the safety of your neighborhood A matter of national security not for sale? not in the mood Precision, incise implement action plan to renovate the failures level this level…
I waste time wishing I could go back and collect wasted moments spent waiting for something that never came, or ended too fast, or just wasn’t enough. And the absurdity of it all, wasting time over wasted time, collecting nothing upon nothing to fill a hole where nothing lives, is the only way to assure … Continue reading Collecting Nothing
Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Literary Collective:
From among rampikes where I study ancient things, I think I could reach up with my ponderosa arms and pull down all the gods. I could bring them here to earth, but people would only know them as madness… Know them in that same way that the general…
I wrote this for my dear friend Michelle from Soul Kissing Kissing Souls I wonder where she goes at night when the world is fast asleep. For in the morning she smells of midnight and there is stardust upon her feet. © Nicole Lyons 2017
Did you know that we could see you; and the glorious rage you try to hide? The violent shades of you peppered into pleasantries that you don’t really mean, we see it, and we love it. Don’t you dare be ashamed of your fire; it is the blaze that fuels us all. Rage, you tiny … Continue reading Rage, You Tiny Beast
Originally posted on Sudden Denouement Literary Collective:
We are pleased to announce that Christine Ray’s blog, Brave and Reckless, has been chosen to be part of WordPress Discover. For those who are not aware, WordPress Discover is a selection of the best blogs on WordPress. It is a tremendous honor and well-deserved. The opportunity opens…
For a very special sister of my soul. ElaNauSoul There she goes, with her restless heart and cool eyes, crossing stars and pulling the moon down again © Nicole Lyons 2017
Look at these worlds bursting inside my head, these words burning beneath my tongue. Quickly whisper me your secrets and I will build beauty from your pain as if I was a craftsman, an artist, something more than a lying fool. © Nicole Lyons 2017
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