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Poem: I invited her to hang out

By: Donald Buhl-Brown I invited her over tonight, to hang out I said. The trash is overflowing in my bins, my clothes are littered across my floor. More dirty than clean, the same for the clothes on my body. I shouldn’t…

Poem: The Search

By: Adreyo Sen When I woke up in the morning, You were gone. I looked for You everywhere. I went to the temple, but You were not there. I went to the mosque, but they said You were long gone. I…

Poem: Jamesie

By: Tom Sheehan Friends found Jamesie by dark tracks, between home and the last-pint draught of wine from a pseudo-canteen soldered firmly to his hip, the left, where stray shot from fanatic Hun bore in. Beside the silver rail they…

Poem: Superstition

By: Mitch Green I wasn’t the focus, the focal diction – Fiction dead on ambition. Wishing, superstition – salivating, Procreating the filth from my heart. Fresh starts are only mental manipulation, Lonely relations held in handless arms. Stoic seasons pass fast…

Poem: Kettle Wax

By: Mitch Green Interstellar techno-optics formed flashes of bright, splashing pigments across the far wall. Fashionably suitable for this celebrative, retro-themed shindig. Knee-high stockings skinned to the seam of multicolor ribbons. Lacing wars, racing to slither between breasts of a golden…

Poem: Death Anniversary

By: Mohammad Jashim Uddin You are invited cordially. Come, please come to me straight. You are the chief guest in my death anniversary celebration ceremony. Can you remember why I celebrate it? Every December 15 I must observe because I…

Poem: Caterpillar on the run!

By: Shilpa Jayshankar For all that they said, the entire life will be spent there, Snuggling in the corner For all that they gave, a silent treatment, For that they shot with those hurtful words For that they demeaned, abhorring the…