The wanting, the rememberingis bright and buzzing.(You, a lazy smile, coaxing me,a fervent childinto giving more than I couldever hope.)My arms splayed wide,I am spread out and fullreverberating with a gentle hum. Silence envelopes every crevice,crawling into the tiniest pockets.(I am filled with memories, burstingwith pregnant could-havesthat will never come full term.My dreams carry the … Continue reading With and Without by Larissa Noll
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Dulled Senses by Macy Elwell
When you tell me that you love me, I have no doubt that you do. But your words fall on numb ears. They hear you speak, but the nerves are disconnected from the soggy lobes of my brain. You look into my brown eyes, and for the first time, notice that there is nothing behind … Continue reading Dulled Senses by Macy Elwell
If a Writer Falls in Love With You by Eunice Nepomuceno
if one daysomeone falls in love with youlet it not be a writera writer will write epics about trivial things likeshoulders brushingor eye contactpages upon pages of small gestures they overthoughtfor nights on endpencil in handheart in the otherready to devote both to youdo not make a writer fall for youthey will write soliloquies about … Continue reading If a Writer Falls in Love With You by Eunice Nepomuceno
poppy seeds and plastic lungs by Damon Mazer
I wouldn’t be caught dead in the coverswith a pillow that wouldn’t smotherall my fantasies to dustThe boy who drowned in beams of rust sucking birds of certain feathersout from behind both of Heather’s earsThey lived behind her eyeswith names she couldn’t care to memorize This budless tongue I’ve bit beforebled with a certain semaphorepoppy … Continue reading poppy seeds and plastic lungs by Damon Mazer
Leaving My Flower by Enrico Versace
I can love a lily all I want. Water it and watch it grow, admire the softness of its petals, lavish in its rich color. Too much is never the answer, though. It will be tainted by my touch, even reject my tears of desire. It won’t see my passion as beautiful, rather as a … Continue reading Leaving My Flower by Enrico Versace
Dirt Carried in on Small Feet by Matthew Vesely
The soles of my feet carry your dirtthat you dragged into my house,festering little monster, fostering distainstained on the carpet like the foot prints ofsquirrels leaping though my living roomalong the couch with the imprint of yourback-side, shattering the lamp with itsclaws, climbing up the cupboard and hiding inthe darkness out of sight except the … Continue reading Dirt Carried in on Small Feet by Matthew Vesely
Old Habits by Nicole Cier
Four hundred and something days afterand your name digs its way out of my subconscious,up my throat and past gritted teeth andbursts onto the pavement, shattering silence.It feels hazy and half true, talking about a strangerwho knows how my mouth tastes and that I hatethe most particular ordinary things,like the scream of a tea kettle … Continue reading Old Habits by Nicole Cier
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