Sister’s soundbox/ only re/peats/ phrases she has taught herself,/ as if/ there is nothing more than./ My mouth/ is a question mark that/ hers can’t diction/ary,/ but those amber orbs I love/ open a dimension,/ meant;/ and I try to/ si/lent/ psychiatrist. © 2019 Kindra M. Austin
Tag: relationships
Moon Cactus
I dreamt of you, again. It’s been years, but in my sleep I recalled every feature of your fine pale face, and the guttural tone of your voice. I could smell you; I held my breath against the scent of menthol ciggies and gin and tonic sticking to your saliva. I spent the night…
The Wolf Inside-Sarah Doughty
“It was only a dream, but I still knew the soul behind your eyes wasn’t yours. Like a wolf in sheep’s clothing.” It was only a dream, but I still knew the soul behind your eyes wasn’t yours. Like a wolf in sheep’s clothing, you watched me with a predator’s eyes. I was enthralled and…
