Poetry - Year V - Number 33 - February 2020

IT’S NO PICNIC WHEN THE WORDS ONE SPEAKS ARE IMPELLED by a hail  of white fury and to know that the psychic bruise, the terrible corsage of pain another wears is of your making. It’s nightmare-tune...

  SIDEKICKby Rikki Santer   Sidekick                             you are monocleyou are lap danceryou are cheeky sailor boyyou are lamb chopped sock            chocolate spell            sideways glance from hellyou are ghost terrorist            shy ingenue            personality in 60 secondsyou are knuckle headed           ...