decay
The Peal of the Bell
The Peal of the Bell written by: beachglass roses are black and blue the thorns push through...
Desire
Desire written by: Kathryn MacDonald I In evenings after the hot sun falls low across the bay...
Existential
Existential written by: Anthony John Ward Where did they all go, I wonder, As I wander this...
The Bridge That Chews Its Own Cables
The Bridge That Chews Its Own Cables written by: Gloria Ogo We built it from Grandaddy’s railroad...
Painting is Changing
Painting is Changing written by: Angel Edwards A storm rages painting changes The book is wind blown...
The Garden Knows the Grave
The Garden Knows the Grave written by: Siddharth Upadhyay Achoo Seems I have caught on to flu...
A Falsch Nocturne for Vigilance
A Falsch Nocturne for Vigilance written by: Sarah Samarbaf Early birds, are trapped in feathered mirth. Night...
I Scrape Grief Out with My Thumbnail
I Scrape Grief Out with My Thumbnail written by: Sreeja Naskar grief settled in the brown ring...
Paranoia
Paranoia written by: Hend Hamed Ezzeldin And the world smells of rottenness, Filth, and death. Hope has...
The Road to Pelathousa
The Road to Pelathousa written by: Penny Rogers Bee-bumbled back road, redolent of aniseed, frothed with spring...
The Scientist in the Church
The Scientist in the Church written by: Allison Gilliam - If I were asked, I’d tell you the last few years have been quieter in these halls...
