Unlucky, fawning over the length of the grass,
Kissing boys and girls, making momma squirm,
Holding back for more, sitting in the kitchen,
Sun on my feet, warming my insides.
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Unlucky, fawning over the length of the grass,
Kissing boys and girls, making momma squirm,
Holding back for more, sitting in the kitchen,
Sun on my feet, warming my insides.
I don’t want to be a legend.
I am just a person.
Underneath the ground digging out
vast chasms lie the dwarfs of myth
in eternal struggle against
the mighty goblins borne from dark
demons out of the circus of hell.
Maddie serving as a refugee
On an alien space station
Light years away
Once a slave at the mercy Of the Orias witch.
Above the clouds I see the dark
Below the clouds I see the light
In between lies the birds.
Hidden within these words posted here
Is a puzzle of elegant simplicity
Easy to solve with a little thought.
Though hard to find if one does not see
Each story gives a clue
Each word contains...
Seated woman in meditation
Staring at a vase of flowers in front of her.
He was born without a name
Left on a door step in Ohio
By his father Uther
King in Kinbote.
Thanks for the catch!
Crawling on my knees through the grass
Trying to catch a glimpse of your face
I see a ring of light, an aura.
It is orange.
Thank you for the kind words!
I dreamt of monarchs last night flying all around
In the void between my head and yours
Sitting in blades of golden grass floating above black soils.
Awake! Awake sleeper of the land which is...
He was shot because he’s black.
Nuggets of fire burn under her feet
As she walks the streets at night.
Gloom rules this girl
Stolen from home
Sent into servitude
Owned by a terrible old man.
What profane absurdity is this?...
I’m in the Peace Corps in Zambia. Haha.
I’m from Illinois.
Thanks for the replies!
Of all the dirt that lay in front of me,
I see only the brown flecks and flakes of dust
floating from mote to mote making friends and
discussing their philosophical woes.
Weeds and plastic...
Kinbote, Illinois is a series of flash fiction I am writing from my mud hut in rural Southern Africa.