No Paths (2026) - Fractured Acre

Fractured Acre

Here -

Where...slim concrete staircases funnel nervous jealous glances..

Where...starched wrinkled skin sticks to stretched bone..

Where...young people die old.. 

Where... unopened doors fade into peeling brick and small bottled yard..

 

Where...glum dance patters aggressively on fractured acre..

is the place language comes to die.

No Paths (2026) - Escape Bags

Escape Bags

Here -

Where...painted grief remains peeled along rubbished waterway..

Where...stabbed fist gestures halt illegal commerce..

Where...distorting voices emerge from collapsed shop door crowd..

Where...coin bagged exchange between enemies is shaped by secret patterned movement..

Where...loose clothing slopes into hidden wood seeking instant escape..

is the place language comes to die.

...we should all read Experimental Short Fiction...

Lee Mackenzie, Poet, Artist