the frogs at the end of my garden
are scared
by the rain
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Notes:
1. Written on August 7th, 2020
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Tale #124: A Dream Upon The Pyre
and through the fire
she will come for me
slowly, safely, surely
to snatch me up
out of the flames
these townsfolk have set for me
and take me away
to a heaven
free from hate
and from these men
and women
made alike in their fear
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Notes:
1. Written in February 2020
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a head without a face
yet still it looks
still it watches
there is nothing it does not see
there is nothing you can hide
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Notes:
1. Written August 6th, 2020
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“…and when the wolf clamped its jaws around my the leg and began to drag me back through the snow, I didn’t struggle, nor did I scream. I simply closed my eyes and hoped, prayed, that its home would be better than my own.”
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Notes:
1. Written in February 2020
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There’s a reason I don’t go out there on nights like these.
Listen! You can hear them, can’t you? Streaming down from the hills and out of the woods, running through the streets, the dirty dogs, those mongrel wolves. A great big howling pack of them, chasing the foxes and the sheep, the chickens and rabbits. The cats and the crows. The fearless, the fearful.
And on moonlit nights like tonight, my sister runs with them and they do as she says.
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Notes:
1. Written in February 2020
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