By Mike O'Brien Remember When even an evening, Certainly two, Seemed too long To be away from you?   Sunrise bounced excitedly Like...

By Paige Francis Take. Take. Take this tear of mine into your cup, Now drink it, for it is my blood.   Ensure you drink, fill yourself...

By Marie Bernadette Did you know, dear, that on my silent loom I weave whispers when the willows weep? I thread their strings with pearls...

By Mike Hynde I am wheeled out of my play pen A stern face on my shiny steel blade The crowds flock around like crows Bursting and eager...

By Llulah O.N. Dedicated to The brightest You   Before our eyes forever close Before time wears us to shadows and ghosts Engrave the...

By River M Blues My dreams of you are a garden. I walk its grounds with my soul laid bare, with my eyes obscured by a shroud. My heart is...

By Pia Banton Once a pretty ideal, I prefer the company of wild things now - roaming dark woods of your mind, howling naked at the moon....

By Smilla Together Forever.   You were born first, I took last place coming in second.   Identical they said, but I could never see it....

By KLMurphy ACT 1   In my whole life, from the beginning, I have been judged harshly against what is properly fair. Between the humdrum...

By Terese White The staring woman said “hello” And I promptly but violently Laid my stomach across her Gnarled brown shoes. In a mixture...

By The Girl Who Cannot Breathe Amble forwards, Relenting soul, Unto hell, heaven or further, Speak with me, My silent subconscious -...

By Tim Armstrong    The trains are cancelled to your destination. You won’t be sped through geographic space, just the Past. See bright...

By Billy Lythgoe Sometimes, you say, when you dream in the daytime you’re watching the world from a hot-air balloon. Streams hurry down...

By Scout Clancy Batreau Let me trace your scars from the inside of your humming legs across the circuits of your skin, and rest beside...

By Ripley Ford There is a place inside me where light dares not touch, a space where edges fracture, and shadows stretch in every...

By Salamis Aysegul Sentug-Tugyan all of a sudden, I remember I forgot to take something: something I should carry with me all the time to...

By Paul Van Sickle The ivy’s creeping into my veins again A thread you know better than to pull Glass splinters from stroking the wine...

By Neaky Sahafi The last thing I needed, Was for you to press a kiss upon my neck, How dare you caress my heart? Go on, place the noose,...

By Ramsha Ashraf we were the daughters of the witches who could set fire to skeletons of the ones who wanted to crush the petals of our...

By Lucien Wolf A knife with no handle. Pretty to hold But not easy to wield; to cut the rope Around your neck you must first lose a...