This one bleeds ink and teeth—raw, unashamed of its own hunger and haunt.
You don’t pretty up the blues here; you bite down on them and grin through the bruise.

Thank you, Thomas.

Hi Atticus,
I’m with Thomas W. case. His comment being a poem in itself.

Yours is almost an abstract landscape of lust. Love it a lot.
Kind regards, Gus

Your poem shines in raw, haunting and intense beauty,. You’re a master of metaphors, my friend!

Thank you, Elke.

spurting, telling x

Thank you, Jacqui.

Thank you very much for being your collaboration partner, dear Atticus! It wasn’t only a very inspiring dialogue, it was also a lot of fun!

I love collabs my friend, it was you that made it better,

Beautifully penned, Wally. Excellent write my friend. Nicely done. Appreciate you.

Damian

Hauntingly penned, Brenda. Excellent dark write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Beautifully penned, Brenda. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Chère C.,
Hope you survived the Valentine thing.
To me, it’s like refined food, it looks like the real thing, but when you bite……

I love your poem a lot.
And (like more often than not) I love the artwork as well. And it makes me wonder from what place on earth it is pictured.
As I’ve never seen the moon in this position.

Any way, you keep surprising me with your work. And I am grateful that you share it.
Warm regards, Gus

“decorating my inner landscapes with hope” my favorite along with that entire stanza.
Wonderful work crim.