Brew

She takes so much trouble With her stardust and her bubbles, Stirring pollen and feathers, Boiling them together With hints and dark suggestions: To magnetise emotions Into marital devotions While she remains alone, Stirring her copper cauldron. Kim M. Russell, 2017 My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Writing Prompt #193 “Collage 35” Advertisements

I Miss You

My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Writing Prompt #173 “Collage 28” Together, they inhaled autumn: Decomposing leaves, Wet fox in undergrowth, Brambles snagging sleeves, Following fallen acorns until the sun broke through. He found a perfect russet Leaf for her to press, Alleviate her distress At his leaving. She pumped into his suitcase A cloud of her […]

Normal is an Illusion

My response to Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Writing Prompt #171 “Collage 27” “Normal is an illusion. What is normal for the spider is chaos for the fly” is a quote from Charles Addams On the wings of a summer buzz, A fly alights on a white corona, Wrapped in the acrid aroma Of Queen Anne’s lace. The sun […]