By AVK The beetle-black thought you cannot say aloud, so you smile, sparkle, swallow it down, no space to be anything less than okay, palms upturned in surrender misread as a wave, it’s tattoos, wine and glitter, this worldly unmaking, wild, wilful woman caught in her Breaking.     #darkpoetsclub #smallspacedeepimpact #50wordchallenge

By West Ambrose there is no such thing                                     as a poisonous book, or   poisonous kiss…                                                 I was already dead   when I met you—               in the mausoleum of your     H         E       A       R      T       A       C       H        E     you blessed me,                 kept me,        fed me   from the golden wound             where there is always yet some liquor left.     #darkpoetsclub #smallspa

By Annie Dawid “They never bombed when it thundered.”     Her tales of Blitz resonate inside me now.  God, cradling us in dark arms – the comfort of severity –  speaks in rumbling tongues, cracks echo down marbled halls, soothing as no human can or would  or will  – covers me in sheets of rain. #darkpoetsclub #smallspacedeepimpact #50wordchallenge