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Mx Iakkhe

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Dear John, FUCK YOU

Mx Iakkhe

1 min read

You win.

I lose.

You always win.

I always lose.

It’s clear- you can see it painted in

Blue and black all over the parts

They will not see.


Well that’s not true.

The black eye is a bit obvious.

In every victory you become more confident

More ambitious in your trophies.


It’s like you want to be caught.

You want someone to notice

Who it was that smashed my phone,

My face,

My broken wrist.


I am j...

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I’m sorry Eli

Mx Iakkhe

1 min read

The blood was coming slower now.

The fever was setting in.

‘Just a little further’

I grit my teeth.

‘Please...one last look...just one more’

The old subway cart pulls into view.

My walking slows but it helps me keep quite.

I peak through the door one last time.

Eli is jabbing the dim fire with a stick as Cammie lies near by. Her eyes meet mine and her tail weakly waggles.

My tears burn my eyes...

Grandma’s House

Mx Iakkhe

1 min read

The doors are grasping their frames by their finger tips.

Quietness takes the seat in which laughter once sat.

The days decay as we lie together before our family and friends.

Softly, slowly, unnoticeable to the human eye, our happiness died.

The tears for the death have long since died and the grief packed its suitcase and left.

Words about it are no longer spoken as spare bedroom becomes your...

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Machines of War

Mx Iakkhe

1 min read

Deep in the roots of the ruined city, Kayla poured her last cup of coffee. The steam poured out like the smoke of fires from the burning of bombings. The cup shook.

Around the blooded wounds on her legs continued to throb and her muscles coiled in agony. Yet she sat and drank her coffee. The apparently empty pistol disregarded on the counter.

“Selfish prick” she spat at the corpse of her former ma...

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