a mouth full of swords


a recipe for disaster requires

an unexplained obsession for

counting the remaining arrows

in my mind’s quiver

speaking with

a mouth full of swords

a quiet appetite

for battle

because, after all

fighting, fucking

what’s the difference?

a. duncan, 2018



Artwork: Frank Frazetta – Original Art of Nude Woman with Sword (undated




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"She would fill endless notebooks with stories about the characters in her life, their impressions, words, friends, lovers, inspirations, fantasies. She spent her days dreaming up worlds where they fit together in visions; the if only, the never again, the someday. Those who knew her best would describe her as a creature with a clear and sometimes painful sense of herself; furious with ideas and convictions, to a point that she frightened love away with discernment and a relentless strength of character."

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