The Louder The Lower

The Louder The Lower

“The louder the people, the lower the intelligence.” Frank said it flatly. “If you look around the ghetto, what do you hear?” We stopped and took in the scene around us. Sirens howling in the distance, rap music blaring out of car windows,...
Sacred – a short story

Sacred – a short story

by Andrew Ingkavet “But how do you know it’s me?” I asked for the seventeenth time. “I mean there’s plenty of other writers in this town alone that could spin out your yarn in far less time and in more elegant ways.” I paused for...
Azure- a poem

Azure- a poem

Breeze balm, skies azure distance, fragrance, wind Secrets swallowed the reef swim in liquid nostalgia Share this:FacebookLinkedInPinterestTwitterRedditTumblrPocketWhatsAppEmailPrintLike this:Like...

Friday at Little Cupcake Bakeshop

Whisper quiet the city Sky powdery gray A cotton muffler enwraps the day Dims the roar a hush through the leaves a flock of blackbirds water dripping from eaves So lovely the morn beautifully bright under my boots cruncy and light Share...

Blood of the Earth

The blood of the earth is stirring whipping up over the edges the banks, the shores boiling up, a surge covering, cleansing wash away the scourge The blood of the earth is moving Queensland is flooded Rio beneath the waves Medellin sops up lakes Left at her door The...

On The Shores of Eternity

Sitting in High Dive 5:15 on a Saturday A carbonated meditation To replay the week trial and error feeling in the dark tapping along quietly straining for the ping back tunnel of my vision Sweet action amber courage a liquid confidence arises and a murmur of the soul...
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