The nothingnesses
by Paweł Markiewicz A poem from my drawerling, to wit red notebook 1998 what is a nothingness? solely an adumbration of the voidness – forsakenness
poems by Changming Yuan
No Art without Startle: 35 Word Idioms No belief without a lie No business without sin No character without an act No coffee without a fee No courage without rage
All These Words I Leave To Poe
by Oliviu Crâznic The magick in our tale, Deceiving and untrue: I`m not the greatest poet – But, darling, nor are you.
poems by James Croal Jackson
Travels Tell me your wildest vacation fantasy. There, we will visit our home.
poem by John Grey
On Deck in Rough Water The ship rocked from side to side and I was the only one on deck.
Another Haunted House
by Oana Celia Gheorghiu Neither here, nor there. Her here is not where she is. She is there only because acted like you didn’t want her here. She thought that she needed a somewhere. An anywhere. Across felt like ersatz back then. It feels like darkness now. Mind void. She took what was given to […]
poems by T.S. Hidalgo
Kanovitz’s Vernissage, by Haneke (The McDonaldization of terrorism) George Ritzer and a corner are not the same thing: enclosed, the vernissage fifteen, in an unending McDonald’s, in the attic of a skyscraper,
poems by DS Maolalai
Our industrial roots we come from two lines of long-feuding families and I hope we don’t end up ending up the same way. it seems like every generation of ours has some minor squabble over god know what; land or parentage or just plain blood mentality. our mothers side I guess can be […]
Ariadne’s Song
by Samuel R. Buckley My life is a tune, three verses, a breakdown, and a chorus to fade. Verse Something very strange is happening to Ariadne Quantick. She opens her eyes after falling asleep on the morning train to find herself staring right into the eyes of her double. Straight into the face of herself: […]
poems by Holly Day
Fragments I’m a fool and there’s no getting back all the things I have lost. No use crying for the little pieces, all the bits that made up what I once was, a lie destined to disintegrate