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...

By The Imperfect Thinking Woman In this space Babies have died And come alive Seeds have swum Connections have begun In this space So...

By Michael Crow We the beacons of light among the cyclic hollow of darkness, create the shadows against the silhouettes of...

By Leaf Pettit Deep in me is a secret den, hidden in the pit of my being, warm and damp and rich with the funk of fungi. Here, I shelter...

By Steve Dixon Imagine a Dalek. Made up of a thousand radios. All playing a different station. All at the same time. ...

By Dominic James Rain sweeps the roof. Insistent needle-point glissandos wash the cross-beamed rafters overhead, drip on my puppet form...

By Roseeroe I'd let you untangle the silver metal of my favorite necklace Let you pull my hair to the side Place untangled silver...

By Jade, the Son of Jack Swift it fares me away, that midnight tide to places deep. Lost are my cares for the world behind me, I yearn...