• guest writers

    A reincarnation

      It didn’t burn like my ambitions did, it didn’t break the way ideals always do, just vanished, like an angel in the clouds, with wings made of white nothingness and the feather it dropped is probably fantasy as on…

  • guest writers,  writers

    Cannibals Of love

      Darling, you look like you’ve never washed the hair of someone who hurt you I’ve always been a Good Samaritan when it comes to aiding strangers but I can’t go on pretending I’m doing this for you the airport…

  • guest writers

    Hourglass

      I keep time with an hourglass because I prefer the shape.   It reminds me of the bottles with the dark sweet fluidity of caffeine and the feminine bodies keeping my attention.   This addiction holds me tight, so…

  • guest writers,  submissions,  writers

    Live to die or die to live?

      Rolling the skin deeply In the waters, rusting my bones cold moisture seeps the pores hits spine, undercurrents discharged pupil widens, nostrils expand I breathe in the black smoke hair rise stiffens the nerves muscles inflamed; cortisol infused bloodstream…

  • guest writers

    Head, Island, time and wave

    1. It is here we keep hands. Can you squash the honeybees on this table? My head bronzes the idea of faking islands, for our home. To save it. My head is the sun, islands; a wave. I hold your…

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