i’m about done with all this constant need for knowing incessant dissection of the absurdity spinning around and through me elaborated constructs of meaning in
Tag: Free Verse
Couldn’t Sleep
there is something all around me, foreign, but at the same time familiar i’ve seen this place before perhaps in a dream, maybe through fluttering
Release Day! A Declaration of Our Rippling Days by Eric Keegan
Potter’s Grove Press is happy to announce the release of – A Declaration of Our Rippling Days by Eric Keegan. Available in eBook and paperback.
Old Men and Their Candy
The old man satLegs crossed, foot bouncingThe blinds were drawnSummer heat screamingFrom the warped floorboardsYou could see the dust, each particleFloating in faint strips of
Everyone Gets the Bullet
Strange workings These days The inner Twisted to outer Painted with lies They no longer smile No need to hide True intentions For we are
There Was a Place
I felt an ache in my lips A longing to remember What it was like To find that spot Where your neck Breaks away to
