Dark Dream
One night at twenty-one, in a cramped newlywed apartment, Florida heat slowly draining from the...
Read MorePosted by Amie Sharp | Jul 9, 2013 | Poetry
One night at twenty-one, in a cramped newlywed apartment, Florida heat slowly draining from the...
Read MorePosted by Amie Sharp | Jul 9, 2013 | Poetry
I know something you don’t. How it feels to ease the rifles from my father’s gun cabinet ...
Read MorePosted by Amie Sharp | Jul 9, 2013 | Poetry
Suppose the angels laid down their flaming swords, weary of guarding all those gleaming gates, the...
Read MorePosted by Amie Sharp | Jul 9, 2013 | Poetry
I. At first, the poison doesn’t hurt. A languid coolness spreads through his limbs. His...
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