A man hides many women in his heart, Who he loved and hated sometimes. His heart had been plundered many times by venomous eyes, and sweet scents— Blood red lips, and wild silky tangle of hairs. Poor man get no compassion from those eyes but scorn, no honey-like words come from those lips, but wretched… Continue reading Read Poem by Yash Agnihotri
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Daily Writing Festival Deadlines: Submit your novels, short stories, screenplays, poetry to the festival. Get performance video of your work.
Read Poem: KISSING GIRLS WAS RIGHT, by Josephine Faye
summertime chlorine mouths still tasting like strawberry a visceral brush of summer sunshine can i stay here forever am i, a hummingbird, safe to land ? she is sweet nectar and i am eager to drink.
Read Poem: I THINK YOU USE TOO MUCH TONGUE, by Liana Gonzales
Sleep was palpitating on your mouth as I saw this vulture circling our driveway on my way to grab the mail this morning. Your three gray freckles on your nose that make the opposite of a triangle keep fucking taunting me like a piece of stale meat that won’t come out of my teeth. I… Continue reading Read Poem: I THINK YOU USE TOO MUCH TONGUE, by Liana Gonzales
Read Poem: If not then, when?, Alejandra Blanco
I walked to my girl cousin’s bookshelf She has more books than I do Also, more written by women books So I took one And read feminist poetry to the sound of the washing machine Poetically waiting for the laundry to be ready Reading and doing laundry Como las mujeres de antaño Haciendo quehacer Cosas… Continue reading Read Poem: If not then, when?, Alejandra Blanco
Read Poem: “The Man With Nimble Fingers”, by Wrendolyn Klotzko
Genre: Spirituality I one day want to meet the man who dances with his fingers. He spins them, twirls them, whirls them, but does not put them in a knot. On each of his dexterous digits, he tightens a tiny twine and acts out his eloquently elaborate enactment for his unknowing ensemble. He built all… Continue reading Read Poem: “The Man With Nimble Fingers”, by Wrendolyn Klotzko
Read Poem: Tree Born, by Bailey Silver
Wandering the Evergreen Mists Cradled in the Womb of the Earth Connected to the Dense molten core Through suckling roots Nourished by the fertile Generous land Gifting the world Arboreal life Treeborne emerging I was carved Limb and trunk Growth continues Light reaching my Heartwood Green and tender Like a sapling I am Malleable Vulnerable… Continue reading Read Poem: Tree Born, by Bailey Silver
Read Poem: RAPID, by Blayne Waterloo
Genre: Angry, Dark, Horror, Feminism, Mental Health You deserved girlhood But were called a slut Instead. Smothered in extra Layers of resentment and Expectations made from Plastic dolls with painted Smiles. You deserved more Than projection of the Lives you weren’t allowed To live. You deserved your Own mistakes. You deserved To be more than… Continue reading Read Poem: RAPID, by Blayne Waterloo
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