By Isabel Szurlej Thick necklace of stars light-years wide Wrapped around the neck of the Goddess. Beautiful stellar disk with its...

By Lores Denison She takes three deep breaths to steady herself and goes over the mental checklist again. She has: the gloves, the razor...

By Pam Martin somewhere a finger tenses on a trigger a butterfly lights on clover a lover embraces another somewhere people are lying...

By Vi Vi Hunt Every day I wake and cauterize my gums. I have this dream each night, wherein I open my mouth and my teeth are hanging...

By Ro Mascia I've been wrathful, still am, but I’ll keep talking; I've been hungry, might be again, but I'll keep sharing; I've been...

By Mehran Waheed Date night at the restaurant, cut too short by your father's call for help. "You're kidding," you reply, but your face...

By Samantha Molloy I stare at you, your lips moving like sharp machetes, slicing through air, each word digging its grave into the...

By Eve Parkin There’s a growing cradle in my womb where a monster Sprawls. Like I’m pregnant. Heavy and needy. When it first kicked, An...

By Heather Van Ness Fear climbed inside my heart And chewed up my chest. When it reached my eyes it toppled over And dampened my cheeks....

By Laura Quigley My first act as a parent, so precarious, I took you home. Now I wait here for the ferry and it’s raining and it’s cold....

By Finnegan Swift There is no truth in skin, fickle veneer stretched choking tight across truthful frames. Turn clear that vile...

By Clare Marsh A pinched ribbon of land clings between Hallstätter See and sheer Dachstein mountains, where September mist rolls down...

By Lavender Hemlock Before your end, I’d plucked my lashes one by one, counting the hairs on my arm to burn with the end of the incense...

By Brickybard I love the pre-dawn half-light, flowers waking colours in their beds, blur of roses on the shed, the first bird breaking...

By J.D. Scève You have shown me what devastation means, It was not in the tears stopping at my lips, Or the days spent in absence. Nor is...

By Z-Louise Poetry Trauma burrows into fertile soil, Mud stained hands, Time weaves weary plans. Cobweb clutter, Don’t move a thing, Or...

By Renee Cronley I married the best parts of him— his humour, generosity, and charm glittered off his calm, glassy surface like the...

By Zenobia She got me. Again. I was resting in the black peace of fleeting dreams, but with no face of porous flesh – no soft,...

By Alice Fenner I named you sweetheart for bringing damp twigs to the nest recreating the moist conditions that suit my skin. For...

By Leonora O'Brien Full of heart, of brain Of courage, we flow At deeper currents. Creeping from crevice Dens, our wide-field lens...