She’s pulling up weeds from the flowerbed
And then starts feeling one tug back,
Wrapping her water grip and dragging her
Through the claggy earth.
Tag: Creative Writing
TWO POEMS – Niamh Gallagher
I look at my bright and blotchy cheeks in the mirror with blurry-eyed fascination, but not for too long because I have crying to do.
TWO POEMS – Alexandre Ferrere
I had
one chance out of zero,
but spent a youth chasing
what I am still not.
REVIEW – The Liars’ Asylum (Stories) by Jacob M. Appel – Vanessa Braganza
Appel turns his professional interest in the workings of the human mind to a narrative exploration of the reasons we tell lies.
ONE POEM – Lauren Bender
points for you if you are boss of the building, every lock
warm at your fingertips, every door’s soft click
yours as it shuts, every window with your face
reflected in it.
ONE POEM – Richard Brostoff
Above the house a low sun like a wrecking ball,
the world at the horizon splintered like a Rothko
ONE POEM – Stephen House
i order a long black
he looks at me
man on man gaze
i smile
ONE POEM – Paul Robert Mullen
douse it douse it douse it
strike a match and freeze the scene
TWO POEMS – Natalie Crick
I want to feel
the warm milk of your smile.
I want to see your reflection
in the moon’s mirror, polished like spring bones.
POETRY – Chavonne Brown
She was not like unwitting prey,
That had never sighted the lion;
She fled from him, knowing
As she did what it meant…
TWO POEMS – Nadia Patterson
i’d put stickers all over the moon
and hang it from the ceiling
in the living room
ONE POEM – Ian C. Smith
For those who forego the languor of home ground, that lethal rapine of routine, the most compelling sound of the travelling life might be a ferry’s foghorn throughout the night
