Curled
up & tinted red
On
the sidewalk under the
On
again off again spell
Of
an ancient neon curse
Flashing
in the dusty window
At
Big Al's Celebrity Lounge
A
faceless mass of matted hair
Blacked
out in the moonlight.
By Ed Markowski
The Tea Cup Hills steam up, the mist swirling above endless green. I walk the quiet trails forever thinking of the bodies piling up in ...
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Ed Markowski has had poetry
& short fiction published both here & abroad.
Most recently, He was the featured poet in the
Autumn edition of Simply Haiku.
He also writes short fiction for Smokebox (ezine)
& one of his pieces titled, 1986, is featured
in issue # 56.
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