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Red Knife

Nothing is sacred anymore, Even less is blasphemous. Sin as construct, Calls the pious to act, I killed my neighbor’s Chickens. The blood scarlet red. Would you judge my sin? Here, take the knife, Everything is blasphemous, As she cried … Continue reading

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Balance

    The pomegranate sorbet he peeled in blood red curls, And reveled in the pungent sweetness of the whirls, And yet she would not take this icy fruit unladen, But mixed instead vanilla, white as milky maiden. He watched her … Continue reading

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