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2x Pushcart Nominee;
Recently published in The Belfast Review, Spectral Realms 🥂

“Life Sucks”
humor: https://a.co/d/0qHin5u 🤣

“Echoes Lost in Stars”
poetry: https://a.co/d/76gM1Rt ☘️

Website: PSConway.com
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“Life Sucks” doesn't suck.
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- Hilarious, #satirical, and deeply human - like Monty Python with a colonoscopy.

- A must-read for anyone just in need of a damn good #laugh.

- Darkly #funny, brutally honest, and weirdly comforting.

Buy here: a.co/d/bX0YQE0
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#booksky #writingcommunity
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collect me,
here in the field
of the dead.

salvage what you can
of me; mutilated,
face unrecognizable,
eyes opaque
unseeing

the crows mock us.

their laughter holding
such secrets
man continues to forget:

blood begets blood;
and its story
is ever so amusing.
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#vss365 #poetry
February 7, 2026 at 4:11 PM
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i am the ripened wine
derived from your vine,
deep in loam,
your consecrated terroir.

my supple bruised hue
anoints your lips,
and you wince at my staining

for the taste of thorns
a crown may never forget,
recalling wounds
that no bottle,
no cork can improve.
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#vss365 #poetry
February 6, 2026 at 3:38 PM
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i hate to get so riled,
but my emotions,
waves of fear,
can’t separate from
the concept of the mind

two distinct things
so deeply intertwined
a ghost in the machine

i feel weak
and if i’m being honest,
a bit sick to my stomach
over the idea of
seeing you so near.
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#vss365 #poetry
February 4, 2026 at 1:51 PM
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sometimes endings
create new beginnings

that takeoff tension
when a plane departs earth

the logic of knowing death bides
but your heart races, recalcitrant
with the thrill of flight

and life’s everyday pain
fades

seen in contrails
by envious observers far below
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#poetry #vss365
February 3, 2026 at 11:54 AM
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the Holly King
once told me,
beware the free folk
they’re in service
to the oak.

a snowflake melted
upon my cheek
slow as a tear at solstice

he glowered deep,
there is no soul
only meat
and blood
and bone

salvation is in
what you take and
what you try to keep.
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#poetry #vss365
February 2, 2026 at 2:13 PM
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vile thoughts
like maggots in my brain
headlight on a train
a migraine arrives
to quiet the writhe inside
me that says

go
do it now
it must be so

summon the shadows
like line-dried linens
more scent than form
chloroform vapors
cover my ears
stifle their screaming
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#poetry #vss365
February 1, 2026 at 4:17 PM
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nestle down here
in the crook of my arm,
release your fear
that smothers love’s beckon,

bask with me
in window-lit apricity,

let my lips
soothe your worry away,
the day is waning
soft, like a prayer

in a sunset graveyard,
buried in snow.
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#poetry #vss365
January 31, 2026 at 1:45 PM
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i pursue you into
a sea of grass
each tipped tendril
warns me to turn back

but your laughter
inveigles me so
& fireflies chase
like comet tails flow

the music in a scent
all of me spent
in youthful vanity
lost in the thrum
of your wake

drowned in
a sea of grass
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#poetry #vss365
January 30, 2026 at 11:58 AM
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you played that same etude
each night before bed;

it made my head split in two,
each note stabbed my eyes,

you’d summoned pain
into the inner sanctum of our room,

an obfuscated mood,
atonal to slumber,

a cracked chord pressed flat
by the pall that lay upon me.
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#vss365 #poetry
January 29, 2026 at 2:29 PM
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hunting the white stag
eludes me in snow

final arrow nocked
at the ready
quiver empty

breath hovers like cloud
settles like mist
‘round the edges of hoof prints

scent of blizzard
gray clouds in the north.
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#poetry #vss365
January 28, 2026 at 1:57 PM
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in the garden
of the seven silver roses,
the soil sparkled like gypsum.

the whippoorwills summoned
the moon from her
whipstitched wane,

eager to please the gardener
whose gloves wore
unbearable signs of wear,

holes where silver seeds
could never find purchase.
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#poetry #vss365
January 27, 2026 at 1:14 PM
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mornings are hardest -
that moment
when you return to here,
where here is almost now,
& now bleeds its ache.

i dwell on the cusp
of recalling

where sunlight is soft -
that place
when sad is almost then,
where then is never there,
& there is not our destination.
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#poetry #vss365
January 26, 2026 at 10:36 AM
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stray creatures call out
beneath the indifference
of a midnight sky.

i ask you for your hand
and find myself grasping
only my own, cold
and trembling.

starlight never cared,
its mantle shaded nothing,
the ruse repeats itself
until strangled
by the dawn.
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#poetry #vss365
January 25, 2026 at 1:56 PM
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open casket wake
on Thursday night
you died watching
snow falling
a world kept on ice

cars on highways
so cold, windows foggy
we oarsmen row
blow pale contrails
like dust
begging sleep

a car slips on black ice
spins slo-mo
coins cover your eyes
circle
upon circle
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#poetry #vss365
January 24, 2026 at 12:43 PM
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the wedding cake molders
i hide in the corners
wanting to taste its edges

you search for me
but tears cloud your sight
fills it with night
and stars falling from grace

i want to taste its edges
rivulets of sweet icing
drizzling down my chin

again
each time. again
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#poetry #vss365
January 23, 2026 at 12:41 PM
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it was a Good Friday
when the air split, and
the river surged.

i had lost my way
some time before
in the din of a rooster crowing.

the current
carried a rowboat past me,
unmoored, spinning in
the tumult -

such a battered thing,
rudderless,
and cast to ruin.
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#vss365 #poetry
January 22, 2026 at 12:10 PM
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horseflies feed on meat
deep in the clover glen
magpies bicker over bones

we bend, we go home

all the muddy shiny rings
a greedy bird craves
wait to be claimed today

we blend, we go home

a collector must gather
take flight to the sky
proud and full of shine
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#poetry #vss365
January 21, 2026 at 1:55 PM
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i have lost the cadence
of your heartbeat,
somewhere between the river
and its starry companions.

it faltered,
too short of its own fullness,
like Arachne at her loom.

the night’s tapestry
was its velvet disguise -
a mask from a plague,
nose full of camphor.
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#poetry #vss365
January 20, 2026 at 2:41 PM
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the oncoming headlights
revealed the truth:
the road was curved,
and fate awaited;

destiny couldn’t be steered
even if i veered
from the glare
of two falling stars.

it’s like when you reminded me,
don’t go driving at night,
sleep with your eyes wide open.
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#poetry #vss365
January 19, 2026 at 12:12 PM
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you wink at me
under a harvest moon
and dive into the sea.

in your wake,
love dissipates
in the murmur of waves.

my watch stopped
the day you arrived
on my doorstep,

your lavender eyes
held me in their sway.
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#poetry #vss365
January 18, 2026 at 2:35 PM
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i search for you, my love,
in a sunset autumn forest;
shadows swaying,
patterns etching,
summoning your spirit home.

here, midst fading dappled light,
midst soft colors of passing,
i hear laughter,
faint like a prayer,
like water worrying stone.
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#poetry #vss365
January 17, 2026 at 2:30 PM
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it used to be
your eyes undressed me,
poured over my body
like baptism,
saved me from my sin,
sanctified in their need.

but today
your eyes revile me.

my flesh sears
beneath their heat,
covered in blisters that
refuse to heal,
even if i kneel,

begging for water.
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#poetry #vss365
January 16, 2026 at 2:05 PM
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there’s a dim glow to hell
a pallid silence
where memory dies
and love turns to shadow

where you are gone
and i'm left holding
the heartfelt ache of loss

there's no fire or brimstone
just pathways paved
in bone
and the best intentions

a choice,
leading to nowhere.

#poetry #vss365
January 15, 2026 at 2:17 PM
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once a home,
this funhouse feels filled
with halls and mirrors,

doorways locked,
privileges rescinded
only distance sustains,

what remains of my smile,
a wonky reflection,
repeated down endless hallways

gathering echoes
of your last goodbye.
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#poetry #vss365
January 14, 2026 at 1:56 PM
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i could never afford gold -
not the good stuff;

instead i bought you
affordable silver adornments,

then ran out of money,
so robbed a church for more;

but if i stoop any lower,
i might fold in upon myself,

become the origami swan
you’ve always wanted.
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#poetry #vss365
January 13, 2026 at 2:46 PM