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Chapbook - Crispin Juniper by ~rkalajian
The Fallen Tree It's a hot day outside, and the van's AC is doing all it can to keep up with the heat. My boss and I are driving back from a delivery, thankful the day's work is done.The Fallen Tree by ~rkalajian
Bobby slows down when we hit the Route 7 extension in Danbury, CT. He then points out a tree on the side of the road. Even though the tree has fallen it's leaves are green and it continues to thrive. It's a strange sight.
"Every time I see that tree I laugh to myself. Someday, someone should write a story about that tree."
Gale Her fingers run through my hairGale by ~rkalajian
lingering on the back of my neck
Light kisses on my face
followed by slight bites on my ear
Her smell is clean, crisp
bringing forth forgotten memories
She wraps herself around me
pulling me in closer
Her wrath, her fury unfurl
pushing me down further
Icy teeth bared in a snarl
the tempest knows no mercy
on Bismarck by river 
Sta.sh
