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Jiaan’s Flowers

A public safety officer’s day at work after a tragedy.

This poem is dedicated to the last cut cord of wood. To the hobgoblins behind insomnia’s pressboard paneling.

Martha kills Bluesy and is left with the girl he’d abducted. She has to decide to keep pretending or find the life that was taken from her.

Following a family’s long-time gardener, Westin Yeled who discovers something that haunts him, and rocks his tiny world.

Wilted spaces of my memories, which remained fettered, and then just one day, those memories began to screech through my temples.