You try to summon mefaux pleasantries,a bouquet in the boneyard. Spritzmy favourite scentAgent provocateur. Hauntingall the placesI used to go. I’m not thereI’m not hereI’m not anywhere. From the mirrormy reflectionhas been exorcized. Texts go unanswered.A cold whisper,calls to voice mail. My toothbrush is gonefrom the bathroomMy knickers too from the … [Read more...] about For Simonette, On Ghosting: By: Donna Faulkner née Miller
Secrets Of The Streetlight Seer, By: Donna Faulkner née Miller
Frazzled from his flightstreetlight seerperching his postBelow, awkward shapes collude,fumble around a storking foot.Slapdash shadowscast askew. In collusion,almost loversin feathered silhouette.Sooty mascara washed away.A puffed out chest.Streetlight seerpreening his post. Caught in the gutter,rouged - redcigarette butts.Fleeting vestiages,a couple's last … [Read more...] about Secrets Of The Streetlight Seer, By: Donna Faulkner née Miller