POEM: ‘Permit’

I’ve housed a loud, invisible intrusion,

Ominous, opaque in nature,

Ray of darkness,

Asphyxiating, tranquility tapered.

Will waned,

Determination drained,

Faltering fruitful future fulfillment.

Guilt-ridden aftermath of mistakes,

Allowed my firm foundation to shake,

The toxic traitor to blame, my bane,

None other than fear,

I no longer permit you to reside here.

COPYRIGHT ©2018 Writing.Warm Plates. Wanderlust by LD Says. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

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POEM: ‘Proxy’.

Making of memories,

Momentary,

Nostalgia in hindsight,

Fractured.

A burning, yearning to re-create,

Smouldered, buried,

As seas separate moments captured.

Picture loved ones,

Close in spirit,

Scattered across Earth’s plane,

But connected,

By trajectories transport inhibits,

Yet bonds remain unaffected.

Displacement runs rife,

To skies from ceilings,

As birthplace does not equal home,

Future, friends, feelings,

Are felt only by proxy, picture, phone.

One day,

Smiles will not expire,

Once annual hugs,

Now carry frequency and laughter,

A full face, fresh space- my attire,

When I no longer require a return-trip after.

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NOVEL EXCERPT: ‘Case Study X’

I then woke up in a pleasant hazy state, partially confused as I thought I had woken up and called in sick. I even had visualized walking outside, seeing a gray sky and retreating to my bed. I guess I subconsciously wanted this lasting feeling to be upheld as long as possible. I sat on the transfer bus to the penitentiary. Strong, stirring thoughts of the night before. Jonah’s kiss lingered in my psyche. Lingered long, strong and hard. I hadn’t wanted to sell myself a pipe dream, especially not after my last relationship and the after-effects, but when it came to the brief instances I had shared with Jonah, what a piece of pipe to dream over. I was glad I decided to take up his offer for a date. It took my mind off the Warden, the looming verdict of the planted contraband in my office, my inmate case files. He took my mind off the prison and from the unfortunate and untimely outcome of the racially profiled, looming death penalty Dericks’ case.

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