
Chalk outlines color my world I see neither black, nor white But an endless cacophony Of lovers and unlovable Slaves without owners And music of children too young to understand The world they’ve been born in is not pure Yet they drink anyway And the words they are taught are vile Yet they write books […]
via Hell Is Already Here — DeveReaux’s Newfound Words
Author: Phil Slattery
Publisher, Rural Fiction Magazine; publisher, The Chamber Magazine; founder, the Farmington Writers Circle. I have written short stories and poetry for many years. In my careers as a Naval officer and in the federal government, I have written thousands of documents of many types. I am currently working on a second edition for my poetry collection and a few novels.
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