How Much- Michael Erickson

How much can one soul bare? Between solid glass and floating water eyes weep. Waiting for the echos to finish their crashing, As this fever dream of reality stills. How much can shoulders hold? A life time of all seeing eyes blind to this wounded form. Alone upon an ended road, With nothing but a … Continue reading How Much- Michael Erickson

Old Haunts- Michael Erickson

Happen upon a hidden memory, And stroll nostalgia’s halls with me. For a mouth is full with happy tastes, Long forgotten upon waves of time. Transported are we as a leave upon a wind, To places both strange and familiar. I remember now as if a lens shifts it’s focus, Clicking into place with such … Continue reading Old Haunts- Michael Erickson

Throwback Friday – Not Forgot – Eric (EDC Writing)

Flash fiction from 2017; from a memory much further back than then: He stands a foot from the wall, illuminated by strobe lit blobs and spheres, one hand in his pocket, the other holding a cold beer. 10 pm he’d guess, summer darkness outside lures moths to flight, rhythm finds his feet, yet too soon … Continue reading Throwback Friday – Not Forgot – Eric (EDC Writing)