Quotable Poe Week Three-Bob Wertzler

“The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins?” – The Premature Burial NIGHTS AT THE CIRCUS   At night at the circus Is the big top empty Clowns, acrobats, freaks Tucked cozy in bed Crowds so too at…

Quotable Poe Week Three-Kindra M. Austin

I   Tears go by as years expand from Heaven to horizon; and I scale the mountain ranges risen in consequence of your death. Jesus, or some other guardian breathes for me whilst my lungs delight in respite from high altitudes.   II   In this, the winter of my youth, stillness settles deep into…

the hour of sunsets-Gabriela M.

frontiers of my being the hour of sunsets has come with bare hands I drown you in the coldest seas red lilies burn you in the hidden valley predatory birds delight on carnal straps I run barefoot through streets of no return I knock on doors a piece of bread for my entire heart oh,…

Alien Songs/Heart Song-Tanya Rakh & Ndotono Waweru

heart song   I will shut my eyes I will find you here underneath the pain inside this museum of endless heartbeats, pulsing blood walls where we leak out our hunger, freely on the pervious skin of soiled existence   I will find you buried in these mortal effigies, gray with entropy and vine we…

Quotable Poe Week One-Shauna Woodbury

It’s damned and it’s free. It’s torture and it’s passion. It’s you. All things to be. It’s hypocrisy and the attitude of similar fashion. It’s the cliches and the daily platitude defying the laws of attraction. It’s you. The midnights and the rainy sunrises and the white nights and the see you at the grocery…

Quotable Poe Week One-Bob Wertzler

PEERING INTO THAT DARKNESS   “Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;” – The Raven   There is a place in the human mind A dark place A secret place A guarded place One that walls itself Inaccessible to the conscious…

Taps-Gerry Hanna

I put in the plug And I turn on the taps I look at the blade As again my mind snaps I sit on the edge And my hand I dip in It’ll need some more hot Before I can begin I step into the hall And I stop by their door See my son’s…

Lecherous Heart-Kasey Hill

The words slip from my bleeding tongue As razors erase the pain and torment That had settled deep within my bones As I brought to light In your painstaking presence Your depravity and wickedness Upon my fragile soul But alas, my heart is no longer made of glass It bears the coating of a diamond…

A Fish Drifted Across The Seas-Kushal Poddar

“During a gunfight,” says the fishmonger about a scar as long as this country’s map flashing whenever he dips his head or lets it upraise against the gloaming’s glory. We’ve heard that story; ask for it nonetheless. How a refugee can involve himself in a skirmish with a cop who has not shot any subject…

You vs Me-HLR

order vs chaos / reserved vs outspoken / clownfish vs moths / passive vs aggressive / general ignorance vs ubiquitous assimilation / patience vs impatience / football vs reading / fishing vs writing / laughter vs tears / gambling vs smoking / optimism vs pessimism-cynicism-realism / enough vs too much / red vs black /…