I’m a mess
A profaner of tombs
Devoted to graves
Except mine.
Tag: poet
ONE POEM – Yessica Klein
we kiss good-bye;
I wait for the kettle to boil. I am
happily waiting.
TWO POEMS – Steve Denehan
Pieces of me are escaping
through the pores
in the skin
of this room
ONE POEM – Elizabeth Kuiper
I sleep on the left side of the bed
so you can be on the right
the soft drum of your snore
signaling peaceful dreams
making me smile
TWO POEMS – André Osório
From prawn to prawn
the rib dries
unbleached,
aching this unbaked line:
ONE POEM – Ada Pelonia
yesterday blew
like a wind
ONE POEM – Freya Zhang
You know the opposite of moonlight is a nest woven by darkness,
and you know your heart is a place where people ache,
where people no longer feed their birds on fire.
ONE POEM – Nora Selmani
what it would be like to be a skeleton.
what would happen if each dermal layer melted into the air
& my red stop light flesh went with it
without so much as a snap, crackle or pop?
ONE POEM – Julien Chatel
You make a landscape with tiny things
Turn late-night buns into morning seas
TWO POEMS – Zlatitsa Markova
I fell in love with this city through your eyes
and from the back of taxi cabs.
TWO POEMS – Jack William Mulvaney
Sadly, saw one dead cat
Cut down on pavement side
A few in lament stood over
Its lifeless body, white
ONE POEM – Elizabeth Ruth Deyro
Cold waters caress my feet like lovers kept apart
by chance. Foam meets flesh. Flesh kisses sand deeply,
forming wet clay against my soles. I press harder—
