If I sank down an octave would I fit where I am? Would I have space to turn back around? Narrower hips, perhaps a straighter lip thick fingers wide shoulders stubborn bones. Each time my skull itches it makes a small wish, a whisper packaged too tight in smooth skin— if the wind kissed my… Continue reading Read Poem: OCTAVE, by Mel Thompson
Month: May 2024
Read Poem: UNDER HER UMBRELLA, by Reno JJ
It’s a gloomy day in the summer sky, Rainbow and sunshine are gone, Rain hits the ground, Clearing the path, Holding her umbrella closer to her heart, Waiting for his arrival till midnight. Intrusive thoughts kill him every day, Yearning for freedom for the last long years, Yet she holds the umbrella closer to her… Continue reading Read Poem: UNDER HER UMBRELLA, by Reno JJ
Read Poem: THE RETREAT, by Athan Okeiyi
We have learnt to be alone without being lonely. We have learnt to exit this belabored beehive and rediscover the exotic honey of solitude. We have learnt to perceive the scent of the airy fragrance that pierces the shadows of the quiet nights and to spot the shimmering diamonds dotting the dimmed evening skies. We… Continue reading Read Poem: THE RETREAT, by Athan Okeiyi
Read Poem: Posthumus Annihilation, by Robin Trimble
29 days is the approximate wait time on the emergency hotline as the earth lashes out in distressed tectonic tantrums There are flashes of prehistoric futures when something erases light’s prisms I watch myself cremated on the kill cam dying to the end result of human evolution I am anointed one of Godzilla’s second favorite… Continue reading Read Poem: Posthumus Annihilation, by Robin Trimble
Read Poem: FRUITLESS, by Charlotte Stella
The music of Rory Gallagher mineralized into demented daffodils, and the wooden heel of my boots played a melancholic metronome on Mott St. Before our bodies blend and burn as banana peels brown, my footsteps mutilate the stairs to obscene serenity. He said I’m wholly consumed by derelict deficiencies, and swallowed shards of decency alongside… Continue reading Read Poem: FRUITLESS, by Charlotte Stella
Read Poem: MARROW, by Calum Robertson
you have become the marrow of my bones it is your turn of the tale for this telling now you give reason to the tales told you give life to the clay figurine they will find in your tomb between thin hands resonant with the marrow shared you will find yourself in dark passage northern… Continue reading Read Poem: MARROW, by Calum Robertson
Read Poem: IMAGINARY, by Christian Johnson
My eyes shut, suddenly drifting off The earthy smell of backyard fills my nostrils A telling sign of any kid’s perfect summer day Breaking the bliss, I look up…I see his teeth Three rows of giant discolored crooked fangs The garish sight leaves me suddenly petrified His jaw unhinges like he’s awaiting his next meal… Continue reading Read Poem: IMAGINARY, by Christian Johnson
Read Poem: I SHOULD’VE GONE TO CLOWN COLLEGE, by Ghazal Faridi
My therapist hates me, Pleasing him is Finding a needle in a haystack, I’m close to finding it and [Hiss]. Son of bitch! Anyway, My therapist has a PhD. In backhanded compliments Dr. Poetry says: “You’re so brave For reading such a shitty poem On stage. Proud of you, my man.” But who else can… Continue reading Read Poem: I SHOULD’VE GONE TO CLOWN COLLEGE, by Ghazal Faridi
Read Poem: THE WINDS, by Madison Barclay
In the tapestry of youth, I once roamed, A seeker of truths, in a world unknown. In the whispers of adolescence, I found, A longing to unravel, to be unbound. Through the corridors of doubt, I tread, In search of the self, with heart ahead. In the echoes of societal expectation, I found the courage… Continue reading Read Poem: THE WINDS, by Madison Barclay
Read Poem: When I think of you, I die, too, by May Garner
You open me up like I have always been yours to touch. A flick of the finger, milking at the palm, you see all of me before you even know me. A withered flame too weak to set fire to your hands, what is there to fear about me? Me and the way my heart… Continue reading Read Poem: When I think of you, I die, too, by May Garner