Post by (@rusakko) on Thu, 04 Mar 21 17:23:23 +0000 View Full Post my foes I could count with my fingers lovers with fingers and toes bridges burned Dresden firebombed so it goes@ellowrites @ellopoetry @thewriting-group
Post by (@rusakko) on Mon, 21 Dec 20 15:35:56 +0000 View Full Post we drove past that place and now I wish we had stopped, to agree this is them, one of them. we'll keep this. this one will last past entropy that yellow rainco...
Post by (@rusakko) on Wed, 18 Nov 20 11:06:27 +0000 View Full Post we teach each other trees they were green when we met now they're yellow how we made this far I don't know but now Duncan is dead, lady in red the trees uproot...
Post by (@rusakko) on Fri, 23 Oct 20 16:42:25 +0000 View Full Post I would invite you over but death is sticky and I probably got it from late night sloppy goodbyes delayed departs that carried on as breakfasts I've maybe caugh...
Post by (@rusakko) on Thu, 20 Aug 20 18:29:47 +0000 View Full Post the tired heiress plucks blackberries for sisters, all in love with the wounded man she thinks of tides, bringing seashells to the sand thinks of saints, and ho...
Post by (@rusakko) on Wed, 10 Jun 20 11:56:43 +0000 View Full Post it gets quiet in the new apartment a train passes, laundry turns not much else I drink tarry souchong think of whiskey fill crosswords with an eraser at hand...
Post by (@rusakko) on Fri, 18 Oct 19 14:29:50 +0000 View Full Post fail-safe, as if you could fail safely once you're all in, you're in. with the dead man's switch, the palm-sweat the binary promises and the capital cost you ho...
Post by (@rusakko) on Tue, 09 Jul 19 20:44:55 +0000 View Full Post all the songs at once pantone, every sound a color frequent frequency, monotone they've stopped the snow from late night cable, we have all the white noise and ...
Post by (@rusakko) on Wed, 15 May 19 21:33:05 +0000 View Full Post unresolved sexual tension some thirty years before my pension appointments, disappointments heartaches, skinflakes, ointments metro, work and the dodo b...
Post by (@rusakko) on Mon, 01 Apr 19 14:51:40 +0000 View Full Post ghosts of dating past we break bread and share some honesty while our undead lovers hover over as thunder over Hoover Dam every word is charged every story spa...
