About Fictive FunkA place to explore the varied forms of prose from the lyrical to the comedic, from epic to genre, from crystal clear narrative to complex subjective poetry. A place to highlight the beauty of the world, and the beauty, often unintentional, that humans add to that world. Fictive Funk is here for me (for now) to try out new things, play with the written word, with light and color, and share it with the world.
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Through these hands shift The sands Of time. Tumble, fall Overflowing endlessly Scattering across The floor, sliding Into crevices, through cracks Lost. When last did I stand here? How often have I counted? Every grain A thought, memory, emotion A … Continue reading
Slumped, Her body paints the wall That she sits up against. An inkblot test for sinners: A crab? Freedom? Prison walls? Every mind is Revealed behind her. Universal truth, Unifying theory, Drips down the walls; Drawn with her Last breath. … Continue reading