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And Broken Were The Bones

And Broken Were The Bones

  And broken were the bones that once held him together. Pretty brown boy found love over the summer. Met her one wild night and dove in head first down Alice’s rabbit hole. Pretty brown boy falls for a dime piece with curves like a coke bottle. And broken were the bones. He snuck her...
Collection of Poems

Collection of Poems

  1   Our Black Magic   I am standing in line for coffee, it is early and the windows are fogged, The morning chill still rattling in my bones when I hear a voice behind me, lowered to a whisper. A girl says, in a tone of disgust- “It can’t be that bad to...