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A Petal Plucked from Hell
By A.J. Huffman She waits in the wilting ruins of a crackless garden. For a serpent cold enough to skate her greenest beauty. And lick the venom from the dagger in her palm. No tags for this post.
11Jan2011 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedWhen the Last Dance is Done
By A.J. Huffman The clock rings silent. And a lone cloud spreads. Tracing her steps across a broken floor. There is a scream behind the dark. And another angel closes his eyes. They are in death’s hands now. But the music remains. It binds their feet. Together. And softens the cold as the leaden curtain [...]
11Jan2011 | admin | 0 comments | ContinuedAbove the Hands of Death
By A.J. Huffman Stuffed. In protective orange, I search for the balance. On the stepped pedestal to the right of death. A baby doll dangles beside me. Broken. The insides are missing. They slipped. With my memory. Through the lasso tied around his wrist. They lay, forgotten now. Among his ashes. And my dust. No [...]
11Jan2011 | admin | 0 comments | Continued