By Sea Sharp She doesn’t float. She sinks her cascading spine down an undulating rocker of vapours.   Yesterday, she fermented. Today, she foamed bubbles. Tomorrow, she’ll be fantastically new.   In this uneven pool of cruel temptation, she has a way with the Devil and finds it easy to say nothing and mean it.   #darkpoetsclub #smallspacedeepimpact #50wordchallenge

By James Langford Way too hot to dig two graves. I can see my shadow sweat. High noon and not a lick o’ shade. My friend can’t live without his pet. His dog coughed out her final days. Best to put his mind to rest in one hole.  With his dog, he splays.   #darkpoetsclub #smallspacedeepimpact #50wordchallenge

By Thomas Whitehead Every summer the scar comes out, glistening against tan, A reminder of what was once so that there she is again: Against blue skies, caryatid a singular storm cloud carrying. So that grief might be as cyclical as the seasons, impressed immutably upon me. And then in winter fading.   #darkpoetsclub #smallspacedeepimpact #50wordchallenge

By Ash Alexander I brought a heart to a swordfight Freshly plucked My own I admit that I knew On some level My loss was inevitable   But still, When the blade pierced Two of my four chambers I found myself grateful That I had kept the organ soft And yielding   #darkpoetsclub #smallspacedeepimpact #50wordchallenge

By Stephen Maloney weary I dance in my mind                   a faint two-step a simple soft shoe         on the corner        waiting for this all        to end   can I bring you   a cup of darkness     from this well         of my night   laughing at traces                             feint music tripping      over the dark #darkpoetsclub #smallspacedeepimpact #50wordchallenge

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