“You swirl and take the strait past You swing those hips of yours Your eyes they hardly break a glimpse As you kiss with all you’ve got. You turn around to go one away Your hands they’re still on mine Your eyes look away with that glazed holdout Your hands are still on mine. You tell me never […]
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A Nuclear Childhood What if your parents had never met had never married had never yelled at each other and instead had wed someone they loved and lived peacefully all those years. That would have been their Eden but you shaking there now decades later wouldn’t be with us cursing the tremors of a […]
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Soft, golden rays of sun race across deep, blue water, breathtaking in sight, the touch of life, but the waters could run cold, washing conflict across the shore, and drown deep into misery, turmoil over time. But love never dies. My family holds strong through arguments and heartbreak, and we keep our heads above water. We don’t understand one another. […]
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Making an Attempt An enclosed UBH hospital room is the first step to maintaining my privacy and treat my phobia to the outdoors. The second step is to visit a restaurant and eat a grilled cheese sandwich, along with mashed potatoes. I have a window to view the sky; I don’t need to visit a small park […]
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Dark Secrets from collar to corner, from newspaper print to blink screen, the bad news spreads faster than the pleasant stores of rescue, wrongs search for wrongdoer, like flashlights in the dark. Author Bio: Angelica Fuse is an unquiet voice. Her work has featured on Poetry Potion and The Poet Community.
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“GEDANKEN WHAT I DESERVE” (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thought_experiment) Albert Einstein went “gedanken” in his search fortheory knocking Galileo and Sir Isaac from their pedestals on high. There upon a light beam traveling, Einstein perchedto try unraveling All the mysteries of physics he’d encounteredby-and-by. From his seat he saw no passing of his time, butwas amassing An infinity of matter till all […]
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To The Last Detail AND THE YOUNG WHORE PLAYED OUT HER PART AS THE FORGOTTEN SAILORS PLAYED OUT THEIRS SHE LOOKED SO LOVELY SITTING THERE ALL NAKED AND BEAUTIFUL ENTICING THE PRISONER TO RUN AWAY. AND HE DID TRY TO RUN AWAY BUT HIS COMPADRES CAUGHT HIM REBUKING HIM FOR ESCAPING ABUSING HIM FOR RUNNING […]
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Travelogue Voyagers no longer disembark at decayed seaports, piers rotting where sturdy ships once docked delivering the wealthy the hopeful, travel plans replaced by accommodating airlines getting us to destinations so quickly there’s no transition between coming and going, just adaptation to climate change, time change, when we conclude our journey. This poem is part of a collection […]
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DROWNING next year, when cavalries of storms shall come riding like the flood of noah & the earth convulses torrents on the passage of breaths i shall not swim with fishes or mermaids but savor the utility in the ploys of death: the sweet business of drowning Author Bio: Ajise Vincent is an Economist and Social researcher […]
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ANCESTOR WORSHIP The Gothic doors beckon me in. I enter. The nave is dim Though from the vaults the lights suspend And through the glass the colors blend. I forward step into the past Where medieval shadows cast. Distracted. What’s that I hear? The chant of monks praying near? Where columns rise, the open sky Appears […]
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