my eyes deep into the looking glass they go the crevice on my throat regulates my breath so slow bones my genetic frame from the Danube it came a girl with a mind of her own but her thoughts are filled with white carnations and light pink madness stuffed into a blue and gold Chinese…
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Sharing Our Truths: Many Moons – Amy Lee
Many moons I ached Many needles I took Many dreams I resist Many plans I refrain – for you Many walks I strolled Many looks I received Many curses I hear Many violence I fear – the colour my skin In a few moons you’ll arrive In a few years you’ll know In a few…
It’s the End of the World As We Know It Challenge: I want to fly – Charu Sharma
We break against the dirt of the ground with the loudest thud, it’s there for everyone to hear it’s there for everyone to see. A glass pane put back together from its broken shards isn’t as transparent; you can trace the deep grayish sadness running along the long lines of its cracks, just on the…
Soul Defect – Jamie Lynn Martin
I’ve often pictured myself as the girl born to hide in the shadows, overcast by all the stories marked with love. You see those are the ones who get to feel the light, their shine is pure, untainted. You see I’m broken, defected the moment my soul hit land. I’m meant for different things, my…
MOON ATE THE DARK CHALLENGE: MOON EATS THE DARK – BARBARA LEONHARD
In a nest of owls, I awaken bare, bleeding. Talons pierce flesh. Stabbing beaks shear old skin, mincing fat and bone. I am released into cloud. Glossy wings unfurl. I chase stars and alight onto rays of petrified time. I scan marvel as Moon eats the dark. I feast on corolla of sunflowers that sway…
MOON ATE THE DARK CHALLENGE: DEVON BROCK
When the moon ate the dark, I went hungry. Hungry – not for stars as dry old rice on a pan, on a counter, in a bowl, but for a blackstrap night – thick, sweet and bitter run on my tongue – on a pancake plain, forked through and wedged out In sections, forty odd…
Moon Ate the Dark Challenge: Twisted, Toasted Bones – Stephen Fuller
Smeared dark jelly on twisted, toasted bones Lain in the dirt to bleach. Had to dispose of them Somehow, so with closet full I set out into wilds I’d forgotten we’re so much fun in my youth. Why the jelly, one might ask, don’t the dogs eat Even without extra-seasoning? True, they do. Yet, what…
All the Bright Places – Candice Louisa Daquin
All the places I have been and sat, and wept, and dried my tears moving on to another destination leaving you there in shards, in bottle tops, in crumpled napkins and cigarette box leaving you there in unmade sheets, flung wide windows, ageless sea gracing our loss with her eternity. I have run from you,…
Prozac Nation – Robert G. Wertzler
Load them up Those Cemtrail planes Fill them with Prozac Stuff them with Valium Medicate the populace The Gaslighted nation Numb baffled minds Thought paralyzed Reality and fantasy In a blender of lies Give illusion of calm Provide entertainment While the world burns Bob Wertzler is retired from almost twenty years in the mental health…
Snow White-Allister Nelson
The elven knight went riding with banners alizarin as berries in snow, his face wan, lovesick longing. Haunting his dreams was a snow-laden lass, fair as a dying rose, iced into clarity by shattered glass. In twos, in threes, went the Faerie Court, bells on toes, Gabriel’s Hounds baying in the wasted harrow,…
Heretics, Lovers, and Madmen 