in a crashing wave
of soft soulless syllables
my values were mixed with my fucks
now i don't
know what to give
and to whom
i don’t what is with
the and
or the so why
or even the for zoom
taking the error way
they're making
the terror pay
don't know a better play
the waves crashes
both at once
a cathartic cascade
of cursed callous consonants
and a couple a verbs
going to assume
nothing
in as far as actually being
worded by the plume
open and in the groove
leave the void
make a move
leave the gloom
leave it soon
silence
can be anybody’s tune
About the Creator
Bren
“I know what I mean it to be and respect that someone else may read something entirely different.”
Centre Stage with the wonderful Heather Hubler
Worth the Wait: Puerto Viejo, Costa Rica
Beach bumming in a small Caribbean beach town sounded like a perfect way to end our 6-month trip through Mexico and Central America. Or so we thought. The foul, fishy stench of rotten seaweed hit our nostrils as we stepped from the cramped bus and looked out at a rather depressing, empty, and underwhelming black sand beach. It was pouring with rain, and we had to quickly fish out our ponchos. We thought, this couldn’t be it, could it?
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