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Call Me God (I won’t mind . . .)

11.14.19 Posted in today's words by

Darryl Willis’ most recent poem to appear here was “Goodnight, Goodbye” (August 2017). Call Me God (I won’t mind . . .) By Darryl Willis Lately I’ve been missing sleep; a proverb keeps me up at night. When a long shadow springs up from the feet of the small, we’re gazing at a setting sun. […]


Goodnight, Goodbye

08.01.17 Posted in today's words by

Darryl Willis’ most recent poem to appear here was “Anna’s Children” (June 2017) Goodnight, Goodbye By Darryl Willis For Brittany Goodnight Moon was the story I read you as you fell asleep in my arms. I couldn’t bear to let you go even to tuck you in. I know too soon the moon would fall and […]


Anna’s Children

06.03.17 Posted in today's words by

Darryl Willis’ most recent poem to appear here was “The Haunting” (March 2017) Anna’s Children By Darryl Willis They shot my man like a dog in the streets; the dog that is, not my man. Not in the streets, instead he stood among the trees in Kovalevsky. Absurdities refuse to stop. It was the price to […]


The Haunting

03.11.17 Posted in today's words by

Darryl Willis’ most recent poem to appear here was “How To Grieve” (February 2017) The Haunting By Darryl Willis Moaning strings carried on the voice of wind rustling down Appalachian rocks. Somewhere beyond the ridge your specter draws a bow hard against my heart. Haints are running wild tonight and I’ve loaded my twelve-gauge with double-aught […]


How To Grieve

02.05.17 Posted in today's words by

Darryl Willis’ most recent poem to appear here was “Empty spirits” (December 2016) How To Grieve By Darryl Willis Breathe deep and take in the atmosphere and let it fill your aching lungs until there is no. room. left. Allow pain, hurt, and darkness fill your bitter soul until there is no. room. left. And then […]


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