Writing

Scent

By Denise Carruthers / 22nd February, 2019

After awhile she sorted the clothing. That’s where she found him, as if he’d waited there, to be unpacked His last possessions, an old worn singlet once close to his…

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Grim

By Denise Carruthers / 25th January, 2019

At first, my clock was slow. Its tick afar,  its tock a lil further. Then time stood still.  A voice from long ago. The devil, daemon,  the hot one from…

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Drink to me

By Denise Carruthers / 22nd November, 2018

My soul thirsts for supped up sins while sipping sweet hereafter. When I topple let the tipple be, all heavenly. Deliver me drunk, delirious and dancing. Beatify the beverage. Its…

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Alive

By Denise Carruthers / 26th August, 2018

We walk on our flaws And wear out our souls Stairways to heaven.

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Ballet.

By Denise Carruthers / 23rd June, 2018

The ink fills her reeds. Dangles deep in her dark pasta. Her bellyful and aching from La Bayadère. No more Minkus, She craves the sweet straws, the strings of Schubert.…

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Death sucks

By Denise Carruthers / 22nd May, 2018

He hands me his bone, “gnaw on this or gimme a cigarette” My friend barely gasping air Croaks like a skeleton, “Me butt’s in the umbra” He Leans on me.…

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Gathering mourn

By Denise Carruthers / 17th May, 2018

Early eerie fog Gathering pace tic tic Still life painted far from sleep Dark without How quiet sounds interminable Metronome of murmured silence tic tic Grief is her companion, Ghosts…

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Fever

By Denise Carruthers / 11th May, 2018

Night comes seeking cold, Lays over me, taking my breath. I wake in the River and my dreams have drowned.

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Black Cat

By Denise Carruthers / 4th May, 2018

#UnspokenFears Mad indeed would I be to expect belief and yet you see me here before you bound by such insanity. Pussy lives below but cries at the door. To…

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broken highway

By Denise Carruthers / 3rd May, 2018

Still & breathless against the tree. By the shiver of the leaves she knew. Dark had followed. Her sighs send silent prayer. For yellow bird who sang the sun. Who…

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NonSense

By Denise Carruthers / 26th April, 2018

26 #NaPoWriMo NonSense Somebody or nobody everywhere & nowhere only memory to guide this darkness He Noticed sound or rather lack of it In silence was an echo Seeing blackness…

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Eulogy

By Denise Carruthers / 24th April, 2018

24 #NaPoWriMo As grief clutches my heart Clouds fill the sky I wonder for life beyond Without the one who shines I reach for love, for anything something to make…

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The journey

By Denise Carruthers / 19th April, 2018

19 #NaPoWriMo Thru an arch of twining roses To a place Stone gargoyles guard The path oft trod Lulls my senses Till darkness shapes & forms a stranger Calls the…

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A memory of love

By Denise Carruthers / 17th April, 2018

17 #NaPoWriMo Uncle George & Auntie Elsie Love at first sight A daughter, secondary love But eyes only for each other Seemed like forever One day, Doc The dreaded cancer…

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Twin Depressions

By Denise Carruthers / 17th April, 2018

17 #NaPoWriMo The Great Depression Newly married Grandparents rented out rooms Tenant wife miscarried. Perfect yet dead Blue twins spent overnight in the bath. At dawn they were packed into…

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All the little things

By Denise Carruthers / 11th April, 2018

10 #NaPoWriMo It’s raining inside her head thoughts trickling beneath the shower underneath a stormy sky drowning by precipitation suddenly she starts to cry the milk has spilled begun to…

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The Three wishes

By Denise Carruthers / 3rd April, 2018

#napowrimo 1. I grow up I’m a be a princess Jay & me & always I wish but first I gotta run 2. Little sister’s Sigh! Maybe we’re orphans I…

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Love letter to an object

By Denise Carruthers / 1st April, 2018

O, you my love Took my breath Couldn’t live a day without the ease you gave to me. Help beyond a counsel’s couch Even in my dreams or fears A…

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Unknowingly

By Denise Carruthers / 9th March, 2018

In the never never, an unknowing A brilliant light too bright to see Look ye yet in one breath of air the living Denial is a blind eyed death and…

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fucking flies

By Denise Carruthers / 1st March, 2018

between my sighs an empty nest and all the fragility that fledglings felt falling down on my soft self

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