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    Prose 6

    It’s a false sirens song of safety, not a love affair, I have with the sea, as she whips salt and sand and cold air through my… Read more “Prose 6”

    February 26, 2018 by bennymw

    Prose 5

    Winter. 1616. ‘Hand me that cutter, will you?’ His voice was rust on iron in deep water. ‘This junk?’ Old metal with a thin cylindrical shape was… Read more “Prose 5”

    February 25, 2018February 25, 2018 by bennymw

    Prose 4

    The air was cold. Frost filled pockets would fill and slap you in the face as you exhaled and moved, and that’s how you kept alive in… Read more “Prose 4”

    February 24, 2018February 24, 2018 by bennymw

    Prose 3

    Slow horns blast in an uncoordinated effort to ruin my psyche. Craving something normal, I’m salivating at the idea of classical music. I can almost see it.… Read more “Prose 3”

    February 23, 2018February 23, 2018 by bennymw

    Prose 2

    You can spend four hundred nights alone. Content to be alone, but a longing is there. If you’re unaware of this longing you’ve never truly been alone,… Read more “Prose 2”

    February 22, 2018 by bennymw
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