Only lifeline left
Become king of the perverts
Crowds come for their heads
-K.B. Silver
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K.B. Silver
K.B. Silver has poems published in magazine Wishbone Words, and lit journals: Sheepshead Review, New Note Poetry, Twisted Vine, Avant Appa[achia, Plants and Poetry, recordings in Stanza Cannon, and pieces in Wingless Dreamer anthologies.
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CH 21~ Tempers Flare
The other guests had all gone. The yelling started when Frannie’s family and the Prenticits were the only ones left. “Who do you think you’re fooling here, Tony? Ginny turned you down because she knows she’s way too good for the likes of you, and from what I can tell, Francine did, too. Why don’t you just crawl back down to the docks where you belong.” “Oh, that’s rich coming from you, Prenticit. The docks, that’s your turf, ain’t it? I guess I’ll see you there later, won’t I? Maybe you can get in line behind me outside Dregs!”
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