Circus

“All eyes on me, in the center of the ring, just like a circus. When I crack that whip, everybody gon’ trip, just like a circus. Don’t stand there watching me. Follow me. Show me what you can do. Everybody let go, we can make a dancefloor just like a circus.” – Circus, Britney Spears … Continue reading Circus

Throb

*Inspired by Late, a poem from shrinksarentcheap. In response to the daily prompt. Nightclub pressure pressing down deep like a crown of thorns Fiction like a swinging pendulum crossing from shadow to light I am wearing a cheap suit white in color borrowed for the night from a vampire I used to know The floor … Continue reading Throb

@The Bagel Grove

Black hair peppered with gray, eyes still wide open. Accent clipped, like former military. Mouth full of bagel. Moustache similarly peppered, the gray almost a muted black in and of itself. It hasn’t been around long. He chews with his mouth closed firmly, even though his older friend is talking out the side of his … Continue reading @The Bagel Grove