'Snatcher' & 'Hour of the Dream': Two Poems by Rickey Rivers Jr

SNATCHER

Holding on

To the soft part

Of your neck with fangs

I suck you dry

Mix your red with my red

Then

I yank off your head.

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HOUR OF THE DREAM

One-handed clock

No minutes, no seconds

Only hours

Glass covering up to twelve

Life reflected in their sight

Twice round it goes to end the day

Twice round it goes to end the day

Whisk me away to a slumber deep

Carry me off to a graceful sleep

For this wish, peace I'll keep

A single kiss; a dreamscape leap

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Rickey Rivers Jr was born and raised in Alabama. He is a Best of the Net nominated writer and cancer survivor. His work has appeared in Brave Voices, Sage Cigarettes and Hell Hued Zine (among other publications).

Interactive fiction available here: https://rrj.itch.io/notable-neighborhood-garbage

Find him on Twitter @storiesyoumight. His mini chapbooks are available here: https://payhip.com/StoriesYouMightLike