By Jacob Murray Your life is a gallery of blank canvases collated, situated upon the wall perceptible to all. Its patrons converse and...

By Emilia Cooke I grew up in a quince tree from which the whole was seen; my brother - a bat - a ball; my mother - seeds - leaves - the...

By Liz Darrell A dew covered apple bruises when it falls from the tree: Burst vessels below skin surrender Nectar only to itself....

By Heart Animals like possums play dead, They can’t run so have to pretend,   The body dies but the mind survives, That’s what it takes...

By Andrea Campbell The memories tug on my heartstrings As I sit there in darkness absolved by my sins, I try to wash away the thought of...

By Bethany Jade McDonnell I placed all my worries in a glass jar, with hope that you would be gentle. I tied it with a little ribbon on...

By Alberto Arecchi Dark howls in the deep night fill the heart of repressed anxieties. #darkpoetsclub

By Dr Harleen Quinzel   Down the rabbit hole. . .   Goodbye reality- “ am I losing my mind?” “Where did gravity go and why are my...

By Bern Butler The wooden-framed sofa is on its back. Its short, stiff legs go straight-up thick. It’s like a dead baby-grey elephant.  ...

By Julio Puyo Méndez In a bar you lose the last night of your youth the city streetlights illuminate the last path of the present...

By Claire LeMaster I wait for the sunrise, you for the set The dark always met you warmly like the wet flesh of an oyster   But me, I...

By David Formanek Every next breath alters the future. False preachers teach our fears aren’t more than fears. An autonomous system does...

By Rudie Macedi In the old city garden amongst ruins of a temple that had once held such splendour, a phantasm of the most ethereal...

By Tara Mason So here you are this tattered ripped soul exposed threads fiber faded coming apart like an old worn rug chewed corners...

By Polina Hryn Sophos I hear you Through bone and through naut Lead me through dolmens Through birth and through rot Dame Fate I hear you...

By Peter Carellini My heart weeps for shady vermin They who scurry in pre-war nooks not caulked And under the eyes of social climbers,...

By Yvonne Brewer Wrapped in wolf was her style. Creature of stripping teeth and laying bare when snared. Laughter wedges her ruby...

By Gillian Lenore Tell me a story. I will operate under the pretense that everything will be false, if your batteries still make you...

By Nick Edwards Nervously, I wander by you, Fix my hair and sideways eye you, Talk to me about your failings, Eric from behind the...

By Abigail Martin When I fall asleep, the sheep I count are screams. Some mine, some theirs, some delighted, some scared- No difference....