THE THAW

  Blue is the breath, blue is the earth, morning, early, the sky a clean canvas of white and the earth; blue, a bed of frozen blues born from dawn’s breath, a blanket of freshly fallen slow snow, trembling along the hairs of the land, caught in the calm before the crunch, before the footprints […]

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FRIENDS FOR A SEASON

  They were just girls in a stifling city, each but a slip of the seasons, baring a hope for what they might see and running for different reasons. Jenny was winter and already withered and looking for comfort from the cold, she was journey and distance all rolled into one and the secrets she […]

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BORDERS AND BOUNDARIES, NO.22, NAPOWRIMO

  On blood soaked walls  he painted his pain  in shades of scarlet  crying, on walls worked red he captured the child with cries that still  are drying, on scarlet walls he hung his hurt on hooks too high  to handle, in rooms since then he sees that shade still kindling  in the dwindling candle. […]

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LOST

  Sometimes things just get lost… like umbrellas in taxis when cover comes, like keys in corners when time is doomed, like days, like years, like faces once familiar, like the fate you once fought for, like the dream you since let drown, like scars, like tears, like hearts once essential. Sometimes things just get […]

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KEPT SILENT

  Worries weaves beneath the skin like filagree all twists and thin, but secrets seep as veins grow violent for nothing comes of sins kept secret. All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly Inspired by A Twitter prompt ‘Kept Silent’ from #Written River

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