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ART: Dark, Horror, Conceptual.
POETRY : Dark, Part One.
POETRY: Dark, Part Two
POETRY:Dark, Part Three
EROTIC STORIES: The "HELEN" series
POETRY and STORIES: Erotic
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ART: Dark, Horror, Conceptual.
sometimes / I think
POETRY : Dark, Part One.
always there are / monsters / creatures of the / night
POETRY: Dark, Part Two
the feminine gender / traditionally tender / of children the defender
POETRY:Dark, Part Three
Then suddenly Sandra said, “Would you like to see me naked?” Helen swallowed hard. “Yes.” she replied
EROTIC STORIES: The "HELEN" series
while I watch you naked / when the moon is bright
POETRY and STORIES: Erotic
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it is a windswept / house; yet / still.
cold mother
she sits alone in the turgid / darkness, her swollen breasts / full as a gourd, empty as / sin;
Stillborn
In the clinging mist / she knows no words but death
lovers
the mirrors are empty and / the clocks tick through / floors of ice,
date rape
crouching in a corner, / like a pale / patient spider, / he waits / for her
I
I have you stuffed on a / wall of my house; in a cabinet / made of dark glass and human / flesh.
no time
it sat there alone in its perspiring / womb.
Voodoo Doll
NSFW
Mengele
I dreamed of you / the other night, / and the way / you left a trail / of dead children
Who
Her face barely above the water / The dead girl floated like a poisoned fish.
Rope
It was my fault you lost your job; / I must have been some pointy-hatted / Sorcerer who had bewitched you,
why is the sky so silent
one of the higher / branches lifts its bony / fingers in benediction or a / curse,
when
you surrendered to / me early on, your body / pale and / shaking.
Christmas?
another Christmas has / gone; / it / slipped out of the / door when we weren’t / looking.
somewhere
somewhere / a drowned / man / walks along / the / shore, bemoaning the dry / land on which he / walks.
magic feet
NSFW
dark mirrors
I have walked by grey / rivers / and heard the / weeping of women.
apostles of the streets
the streets, / empty / as a killer’s / dream, gape like / the dispossessed.
labyrinth
you come to me at / dusk / with the faces of old / lovers / tattooed on your / breasts
beast
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