By: Pieter Drift FROM THE STAIRHEAD How much darkness do you need my head is swinging tumbling down stick your tongue in my ear May I touch your cunt while I am reading James Joyce He is not my favorite…
By: Cathy Charlton Generations before sought solace in vast landscapes; wilderness reflecting the spirit within, a space to be free. Mountains and lakes, the salty sea – all must feel, for they have seen millenniums. But in our shrinking world…
By: Franco Cardiello CREATOR You invented the clock. You created many seasons. You designed the house where you reside. You chiseled contradicting laws into stone. I try my hardest to adjust my circadian rhythm until it stops. I search for…
By: John Grey HERO Not that I think one is required hut if you do feel the need then I am available. But I’m warning you, my past efforts have been failures. Your mother, remember her, said something like, “Hero,…
By: Simon Perchik Step by step you limp behind yet it’s the Earth that’s whittled down holds on to the scraps as mornings and the little stones these graves heat with sunlight –you’re warmed the way one shoe lights up…
By: Paweł Markiewicz for the sake of sea wolves cribbed pearls the pirates are dancing aboard despite of a seagull-like angriness lories as well as the pearls a meek hoard of the sea wolves dreaming of the propitious lories and…
By: Paweł Markiewicz Something of Hungary would give thanks to Austria for the historic-ontological suitableness, a weird-like spirit. I was with my hound in front of the primordial oak I harvested there tree glamorous-meek acorns I have left behind the…
By: Jake Cosmos Aller It’s a Dog’s Life For Me I’d like to come back In my next life As a dog A dog’s only worry Is its next meal All it has to do Is wag its tail And…
By: RC deWinter dissimulatus we all carry a secret self a jumble of mistakes shame ambition desire passionate fire anxious to be seen without blame to be the object all admire so wear a mask when standing in the public…
By: Paweł Markiewicz Become a superb troubadour who lovesan eaglet in the starry night full of autumn miracle fulfilled inthe meek ontology! Taste a beverage of holt-like fairies from a stunning tumbler – to witthe cranberry juice and some dew enchantedin the metaphysics! Sit…