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Sleeping Pills

By: Ria Banerjee Last night I took an overdose of sleeping Pills. My muslin dreams were invaded by nightmares– naked apparitions swarmed like bees to suck my soul as my parched lips craved yours. I dreamt of dungeons and dragons;…

A billion frozen hellos

By: Bamidele Aiyejina Like a billion frozen hellos awaiting the warm blanket of a hi, I’ve been kin to the foxtrot of silence, static, & the assaulting images of lapping currents. It is the carcass of dawn and the curious…

‘Sick day’ and other poems by RC deWinter

By: RC deWinter sick day burning with feverburning with lustsweat dripssizzling on molten sheets ghost spiders crawl corridors of wet skinraising gooseflesh and memories of rusty lips dragged to the cul-de-sac where desire waits for the next bus to oblivion i…

Here

By: M. Taggart A piece of mind is a funny thingflecking out among the trees Somewhere we leave a laughlooking for a smile Came home with a bag of sunshine asking you to not write. However, nothing is like your…