Abysmal Dusk (a haiku)

An abysmal dusk
Fluctuating, warm ringing
In a lonely era

All My Friends Are Wolves (a poem)

All my friends are wolves
They bear a hunger in solitude
They lost the world of their desires
They stay locked up beside skeletons
Rainbows of sadness, new emotions
Yellow as birds they had known
Hold up the smile, lose your life

Daily Quote: The Lonesome Moon

“The moon is a friend for the lonesome to talk to.” – Carl Sandburg

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Daily Quote: The Loneliness of Winter

“I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape—the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it; the whole story doesn’t show.” – Andrew Wyeth

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Cold Wind (a haiku)

Cold wind blows in the

dark night, as trash cans tumble

in a lonely street

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Frank from Denny’s

Here’s a piece of flash fiction I wrote a couple of years ago that, I suppose, is semi-autobiographical. It’s about loneliness and the yearning for human connection.

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Swamp City (a poem)

She glowed in the sticky street,

cigarette hanging from ruby-red lips.

I wandered among musicians, drunks,

strip clubs and bachelorettes in sparkled masks.

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