flying beneath
an endless blue dress
our skin smooth as dolls
your gunpowder tongue touches my turned nape
at once beestung
over and over
what flows
between interlaced fingers?
your fever
catalysing mine
backflipped, somersaulted,
reaching some place
sacred as a magpie wing
and so begins
the slow becoming schooled in each other
like horses flaring
breathing in each other
in a disrupted, inverted moment
screaming danger
blunted by
the cosmos of you
I should have had him prosecuted. What if he had done this to others? Of course he was the state wresting champion and I was a well known community member. No one would have believed that Mr. Small Town America would be anything but perfect.
“Prosecuted. The lawyer prosecuted the rapist. Prosecuted.”
“Prosecuted. P-r-a-w-s-e-c-u-t-e-d. Prosecuted.”
Ding! The bell rang.
“I’m sorry, that’s incorrect.”
Charlie
A very serious word for a very serious meaning. It bears a striking hilarity to persecuted. Another very serious word. Funny that they both have the word cute as part of their genesis. Hardly seems fitting al all.
The girl being prosecuted was petite, mousy and unsuspecting. No one thought she could be capable of such sinister crimes. She had tears emerging from her eyes leading one to believe she was frightened and innocent. However, if anyone were able to read minds at that moment, they would be attacked by an overwhelming fear.
The girl being prosecuted was petite, mousy and unsuspecting. No one would have ever thought she was capable of something so sinister. She has
Jamie Foster
Those who were prosecuted by the government didn’t expect to see sunlight ever again. Nor did they anticipate feeling the cool air or spray of the sea from their tiny, cramped cells. It wasn’t until I freed them – the bars bursting forward like broken ribs, the walls caving in like a monster’s rotting stomach – that they actually realized there was hope for them to live again. I led them out into the open air. I led them to freedom.
Belinda Roddie
She felt like she was being prosecuted by the very people who she had gone to for help. She stood there, hands by her sides, legs trembling, not knowing in the slightest how to respond to the woman’s question.
“Where is *your* responsibility for this?” the woman demanded. “You’ve worked in finance, haven’t you? You *knew* this wasn’t okay. Why did you do it?”
Jess
He was prosecuted for nothing that he had done, but for who he was. He was poor, a shrewd man’s victim. There is no end to it.
Sneha
He was prosecuted that night. Somewhere, written down on a notebook, recorded into a system, and linked into a machine with other machines was his name in black, a stark permanence that would never be erased for as long as he lived and his children lived and their children and so on. His name would be forever sullied with this moment.
Bisquick
we are all prosecuted in a way. society holds us responsible for the crime of being born. nothing in this world is worst than the idea of being FREE when we are actually shackled.
Rhondalyn
She was prosecuted for stealing a candy cola bottle.
As they led the toddler into the cell she continued to smile and play with her fingers.
mike
Prosecuted, how am I suppose to write something on it in just 60 seconds. I have never been prosecuted for anything. I thing it is a court process where you are prosecuted for the cases.
Tarun Khandelwal
“trespassers will be prosecuted” read the sign on the gate to the huge factory. But that was before the severe shortage of workers. Now it reads “trespassers will be recruited!”
The crimes had been committed, the criminals caught but somehow, all the evidence disappeared and the witnesses, who had previously been so enthusiastic to testify, had all disappeared. The men were never prosecuted, and once released, in front of cheering crowds, they returned to the crimes that they had previously denied.
There are those who deserve the defense from prosecution. It may be the scariest time of their life…. and yet, those that are being prosecuted got close enough to the fire to be either burned or singed.
A man with no wit ’bout him but also no guilt. How could a man with no guilt and no wit be prosecuted and sentenced to a life time- an entire life time to prison?
Well, all he had to was be Elex Wiles. And no one wanted to be Elex Wiles. Not even the man himself, not today.
You remember what I said about a man havin’ no wit ’bout him?
Mr. Wiles had none. Zero. Zip Zap Zilch. He had about ‘nough smarts in his cranium as a chimpanzee. That’s what his daddy said, anyway… and the principle. And all his friends. Didn’t bother the fella much until today. I mean sure, the girls weren’t much fond of his rather…simple “articulation”.
synthesis
flying beneath
an endless blue dress
our skin smooth as dolls
your gunpowder tongue touches my turned nape
at once beestung
over and over
what flows
between interlaced fingers?
your fever
catalysing mine
backflipped, somersaulted,
reaching some place
sacred as a magpie wing
and so begins
the slow becoming schooled in each other
like horses flaring
breathing in each other
in a disrupted, inverted moment
screaming danger
blunted by
the cosmos of you
I should have had him prosecuted. What if he had done this to others? Of course he was the state wresting champion and I was a well known community member. No one would have believed that Mr. Small Town America would be anything but perfect.
“Prosecuted. The lawyer prosecuted the rapist. Prosecuted.”
“Prosecuted. P-r-a-w-s-e-c-u-t-e-d. Prosecuted.”
Ding! The bell rang.
“I’m sorry, that’s incorrect.”
A very serious word for a very serious meaning. It bears a striking hilarity to persecuted. Another very serious word. Funny that they both have the word cute as part of their genesis. Hardly seems fitting al all.
Right prosecuted the Evil out in the open under the blazing sun of summer. Out as the evil mother died, out came the kids like money and greed.
The girl being prosecuted was petite, mousy and unsuspecting. No one thought she could be capable of such sinister crimes. She had tears emerging from her eyes leading one to believe she was frightened and innocent. However, if anyone were able to read minds at that moment, they would be attacked by an overwhelming fear.
The girl being prosecuted was petite, mousy and unsuspecting. No one would have ever thought she was capable of something so sinister. She has
Those who were prosecuted by the government didn’t expect to see sunlight ever again. Nor did they anticipate feeling the cool air or spray of the sea from their tiny, cramped cells. It wasn’t until I freed them – the bars bursting forward like broken ribs, the walls caving in like a monster’s rotting stomach – that they actually realized there was hope for them to live again. I led them out into the open air. I led them to freedom.
She felt like she was being prosecuted by the very people who she had gone to for help. She stood there, hands by her sides, legs trembling, not knowing in the slightest how to respond to the woman’s question.
“Where is *your* responsibility for this?” the woman demanded. “You’ve worked in finance, haven’t you? You *knew* this wasn’t okay. Why did you do it?”
He was prosecuted for nothing that he had done, but for who he was. He was poor, a shrewd man’s victim. There is no end to it.
He was prosecuted that night. Somewhere, written down on a notebook, recorded into a system, and linked into a machine with other machines was his name in black, a stark permanence that would never be erased for as long as he lived and his children lived and their children and so on. His name would be forever sullied with this moment.
we are all prosecuted in a way. society holds us responsible for the crime of being born. nothing in this world is worst than the idea of being FREE when we are actually shackled.
She was prosecuted for stealing a candy cola bottle.
As they led the toddler into the cell she continued to smile and play with her fingers.
Prosecuted, how am I suppose to write something on it in just 60 seconds. I have never been prosecuted for anything. I thing it is a court process where you are prosecuted for the cases.
“trespassers will be prosecuted” read the sign on the gate to the huge factory. But that was before the severe shortage of workers. Now it reads “trespassers will be recruited!”
The crimes had been committed, the criminals caught but somehow, all the evidence disappeared and the witnesses, who had previously been so enthusiastic to testify, had all disappeared. The men were never prosecuted, and once released, in front of cheering crowds, they returned to the crimes that they had previously denied.
i feel prosecuted
i feel prostituted
i feel neglected
i;m just hostile duded
if i commit a crime
ill have to do the time
but as long as im fed
i dont mind the mind
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infite waters
diving DEEP
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There are those who deserve the defense from prosecution. It may be the scariest time of their life…. and yet, those that are being prosecuted got close enough to the fire to be either burned or singed.
He was prosecuted.
The sentence made.
A man with no wit ’bout him but also no guilt. How could a man with no guilt and no wit be prosecuted and sentenced to a life time- an entire life time to prison?
Well, all he had to was be Elex Wiles. And no one wanted to be Elex Wiles. Not even the man himself, not today.
You remember what I said about a man havin’ no wit ’bout him?
Mr. Wiles had none. Zero. Zip Zap Zilch. He had about ‘nough smarts in his cranium as a chimpanzee. That’s what his daddy said, anyway… and the principle. And all his friends. Didn’t bother the fella much until today. I mean sure, the girls weren’t much fond of his rather…simple “articulation”.