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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

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

The first man looked at the rib girl Who was ripped right from his chest He said “You look cute in your birthday suit And I really do dig your breasts.” Then he palindromed “Madam I’m Adam!” She said, “I’m Eve, please don’t leave!” And soon they got up and at ‘em And reproduced like… Continue reading Relationship Poem: ADAM AND EVE, by Robert “Smokey” Miles

If you hear a parent scream curse words from the stands, it could be because their child is in danger, or just that their 8U team is losing. Always leave the game knowing right where you are going next; the left is for getting followed to your car while receiving death threats. You suck! is… Continue reading Read Poem: What Every Referee Should Know, by Brynn Hogan

Genre: Abuse It’s horrendous down this dark hall The one you know Bloody Mary haunts Which ends in a glow in the dark Poster of a green skinned alien waving We don’t know if it’s hello or goodbye Or fuck you, you human piece of garbage Because we can’t speak alien At 3 in the… Continue reading Read Poem: Bloody Mary, by Anthony Jackson

I woke up today. Again. Wondering when, These feelings will end. Where has my mind been? Lately, I find myself, Drifting away, During the day, To a place, I’ve only seen, In my dreams. It seems to me, To be, A place of such eloquence, And beauty, That was constructed, With much precision, And grace.… Continue reading Read Poem: The Harbinger of Darkness, by Chase Walker