Their Blood Flooded Turf

[Robert Crisman]

The gangs had risen down on the flats and dreamed of the Heights, sanctioned murder, and loot.
All through the autumn they searched for the killer whose talons had shredded their town.
They'd promised they'd bring his head to The Man, but The Man had been fed to the dogs.
The killer came after them.
He took out their eyes, made them eat their own dead.
Their blood flooded turf and dogs made away with their bones.

[Mike Handley]

You are Poe unfettered.

[Diana E. Backhouse]

Absolutely what Teresa says.

[Teresa]

This is almost limerick-ish, a children's book nightmare.  I heard in my head:  The little dog laughed to see such a sport/And the dish ran away with the spoon...  <---(I probably screwed this up...)  But this piece is gruesome.  And gorgeous.

[Angela]

I came, I saw, I read.  You conquered.

[Joey Delgado]

You always create these worlds filled with violence and danger and anger and completely devoid of hope. But I still wanna spend time there. If only for the adventure.