

South African GothicDick Durrance II, 1971South African Gothic
He and she, separated by dust and dirt stand side by side she holding a red plaid handbag, faded and
dusty black shoes on her feet, triangular hat. He carries a pointed umbrella, wears a black
fedora, black black sunglasses and squared leather shoes. He looks like a jazzman with vest
and tie and too short shirtsleeves.
She looks tired and unamused, her free hand slightly open, hung
as though it is still carrying a weight.
He has a half smile, like behind those dark tinted glasses
he is composing uncomposed


Portrait PoemThomas J Abercrombie, 1968Portrait Poem
There is much to be said about the rich red of the burka and how it sweeps
across her form the delicate way she balances birds on her head but all I see is netting where there used to be eyes
and long to look into them


Boxed ShoesPink and black leotards folded in half, stiffBoxed Shoes
skirts poke up like lions manes as the girls
and one lone guystretch backs, legs, arms as if
it is their task in life, to bend, twist, twirl
across the stage. They are young, their legs thin
and long, bent into a grand-plie, their eyes
forward as they raise en tendu, their slim
feet skimming the floor. Tutus bristle as
they stand in third, their arms curved wings,
necks arched gracefully. Hips turned out and toes
pointed, backs straight
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Freezing in hell, numbers on a blackboard.
Corpses in a shell. I'm not bitter, no.
This is idiotic. Nose to tail?
I burn on the sticks of my life.
--
Roman
"a kiss is not a kiss unless it is with a jew"
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say a prayer now. don't be scared now.
you don't want trouble, well, we might get some.
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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The Angry Deviant
Random Deviant
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Power to the peaceful!
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