soft shimmers turn dull
death is a tricky bastard
boots crunch leafy bones
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Oneg In The Arctic
A queer storyteller and poet of arctic adventures, good food, identity, mental health, and more.
Co-founder of Queer Vocal Voices
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Let's Don't Do This
"I just can't do this anymore..." "Do what?" What can't you do? Put gas in your own car? I swear to God you make me take care of everything, don't you? You know I'm on my way to work right now but that never stops you from bothering me, does it?"
By Shirley Belk6 days ago in Fiction
Comments (4)
Terrific images and different approach Oneg! ☺️ Are you including this in the spooky related haiku competition as well?
Awesome and I can practically hear it. :3
Intense, great poem!
I love the center line! Death is a tricky bastard. Having met him/her, I can tell it's true.