Author Archives: dhadbawnik

Holy Sonnet 6

Posted on July 31, 2016 by dhadbawnik

Let’s not fight over the check that’s coming all too soon; the waiter’s weaving through the tables with his tray — we can’t split it, either, there’s no going Dutch with Death who demands payment in full, prompt and exact. … Continue reading →

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Holy Sonnet 8

Posted on July 21, 2016 by dhadbawnik

The Zika virus can’t be sent to hell. You can’t put brain-eating algae on trial, and the alligator that dragged that boy into the lake won’t have to answer for its sins — so why should I, just because I’m … Continue reading →

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Holy Sonnet 7

Posted on July 13, 2016 by dhadbawnik

The horn goes off before my final shot reaches the goal, the whistle blows, the game is lost, the other team pours onto the ice, their gloves and sticks flying, and above them Death (the announcer) laughs, already picking apart … Continue reading →

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Holy Sonnet 5

Posted on July 7, 2016 by dhadbawnik

I’m on every platform — look me up @useless_sinnerfullofregret, where you can find devotional messages and images reflecting my endless pain. It didn’t always used to be this way, but my accounts were hacked and now I must wipe everything … Continue reading →

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Some Kind of Idea at the Coast

Posted on July 2, 2016 by dhadbawnik

‘She sang beyond the genius of the sea.’ …the fuck’s that mean? Tony, you seen this? ‘She sang beyond the genius of the sea… The water never formed’ (the fuck?) Look, all I know is this babe was singing By … Continue reading →

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Holy Sonnet 3

Posted on June 27, 2016 by dhadbawnik

Unfriend me, haters, crop me out of yr selfie which is the world; leave me like a fuckboi after a midnight booty call — look, then swipe me away to online oblivion, a bad date with a dad bod and … Continue reading →

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Holy Sonnet 2

Posted on June 22, 2016 by dhadbawnik

Death, don’t talk trash — look at the scoreboard. No matter how many threes you splash through the net in my face, there is one Big Three that wipes away all your boards, your points. Any star with a killer … Continue reading →

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