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Big Sal

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Biography

Poet of 10 years, Lyrical Monster, King of Rhymes, and Eater of B*tches in Black. Check the Diction. https://www.amazon.com/Playing-Dark-After-Rain-Anthology/dp/0998791407/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1510066153&sr=1-1&keywords=playing+in+the+dark+after+rain NOTE: I have 3 book copies still available for giveaway by the end of 11-20-2017. Anyone interested can message me by then. (a copy of 'Playing in the Dark After Rain', 210 pages, no pagination. Free. 3 available.)

Samples

MY SKELETON KEY Oh thank God you’re here Bertha with your coal hair it looks nice hon, Please don’t leave me alone; I get so scared when the night comes, Honey I missed you, but forgive the filth so clogged up in the system, It’s okay here but they forget my pills more often than I get them, But enough about me sweetie, how has your day been? Can you walk to me, or have you just today learned? I’m sorry Bertha the pills make me loopy, I don’t mean any harm to you you know? My hand trembles as I speak, and I can’t read many pharmaceuticals, For some reason I can’t remember if you’re in high school or college now, I haven’t had time to call you either so why not call your parents out? I never deserved a daughter like you, and never will I understand, How could I be so lucky for the memories of weathered silt under the sand, Building castles with you and your mother when the days were sunny or gray, Although I rue the bad karma, I can’t help it, I prayed the funny would stay, Honey tell me, what is your husband’s name, and when can I meet him? No I am not joking my orchid; seriously this is not deadpan as meat bins, Did your labor go smoothly? Can I see your children? Here I have some booties, and I hope that they fit them, I never dreamed this day would come, and now I’m gleaming and I’m proud, I can only hope that you allow me to see them when I’m out, What day you ask? Well hon, to be honest I don’t know, But if I’m in this race to win, then why go slow? Honey, Bertha, my darling are you there sweet? Am I alone now, or can you hear me? Please baby; please don’t leave me plagued and alone, I’ll die from the stress in this god-forsaken home, The door creaks a rickety creak like my bed, my shoulder, and cheers, I want to die now too since the nurse says you’ve been dead for over a year, My sweet, all I can say is that I will purchase land if I see you in Heaven, That entire time talking it was the nurse’s hand I was squeezing like a lemon, I wish to be free of these shackles just as a paladin frees several clans of merit, I love you my sweet Bertha, and now my skeleton key crumbles as I perish. //BOOKS AVAILABLE AT AMAZON// PLAYING IN THE DARK AFTER RAIN- AN ANTHOLOGY BY BIG SAL- NOW OVER 35% OFF AT BLUEBIRDMOUNTAINCONSERVANCY.COM! NOW OFFERING 'THE POET'S BLOCK', A BUNDLE INCLUDING A CUSTOM BLANKET AND FLASK WITH A COPY OF A BOOK! MESSAGE FOR DETAILS. 2ND ANTHOLOGY UNDERWAY NOW! 2018 RELEASE DATE, MERCHANDISE AVAILABLE, ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS ASK.

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Nigel Astell

Wed 15th Nov 2017 13:30

Thanks for your like on my Samuel Oldknow pub poem Big Sal

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Emer Ni Chorra

Sun 5th Nov 2017 14:58

Hi Big Sal, thank you for stopping by and leaving such encouraging words on my profile. 👍

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Trevor Wainwright

Sat 4th Nov 2017 18:31

Thanks Big Sal. I will keep writing

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