#poetry via Beauty in Broken Things
#poetry #photography Via The Midnight writer, Ben Ditmars, @Helle_Gade
she speaks war wounds
from a flame, sobbing wine stains:
a sudden mist of silver lining
bent on superstition.
frozen in the stratosphere;
your trust a heavy breeze
of free electrons, charging
atmospheres we left behind.
© Ben Ditmars 2015
Photograph Courtesy of Helle Gade
#Dark poetry via hocuspocus13✨✨👏
We have a stripper trying to get along in life after losing her father and brother at a early age, her mother going into a depression that led to early Alzheimer’s, a twin sister turned to drugs, Heather is the glue holding them together, paying for her moms nursing home and her sisters apartment because they both got so bad she couldn’t live with them anymore. Her mom didn’t have any money left, Heather paid for her sisters apartment so she wasn’t homeless. Heather danced at a club because it was great money, she felt safe, she loved to dance. Then there’s the ArchAngels, Two men come in to the club one night that aren’t the usual clientele, all the girls noticed them. One fair skinned electric blue eyed blonde beauty and one darker skin, Mediterranean like, but just as gorgeous. Neither men seem interested in the dancers, they didn’t want anything from the girls, but the darker one gave Heaven(Heather’s club name) vibes, which was normal, but the blonde seemed repulsed, they both left that night without wanting anything from the girls. Heather couldn’t stop thinking about the blonde, he made something stir down deep in Heather. The two were there again the next night, this time Heaven got to know them, they were both interested in her. This could be good for Heaven or bad. Download your copy to find out. This was the first book I’ve read from this author, I find I like her style of writing. I will read from this author again.