Poetry – Year VI – Number 44 – January 2021

86’d i don’t writeanymore instead i useemojis andpost cat filtered selfies with approvinglycategorized stylishcorpses who dream of findinglove behind blackmirrors to satisfy the façadeforced upon by thegiant glitchwhich gnaws away atour core persistentlytill our bones...

SOFTLY ABOVE the last clouds of dayare rooms overthe ocean,curtains of moisturereabsorbed,exposing aa carpet of stars,glistening sweetnessnourished by angelsas we trespassbeneath heaven WET rainy citygray on grayblack streetsclouds pressed lowshoulders in the misteach puddlea fluid fingerprintreflectingjagged photosof...

Roses bloom in darkness too. Loves rose grew from her lips to speak of loss and courage through what leaves the body but never dies She had his heart, clung to his soulAs the salty tears...

The Word The word fell into a vat of wordsThe vat so full sometimes a wordSpills over and is lost The word drifts down through other wordsMingles and shiftsLetters rub offLetters are addedThe word meets friendsHolds...

A Moveable Meditation It is the kind of day best taken n inside a truck -- heat on, wipers against the windshield, and the rain and leaves falling in unison but not of equal parts – maybe a hundred raindrops...

Something is Hiding The hint She stops mid step caught by a taught line of memoryit runs along the skin of her collar bone where hisfingers barely touched, so delicate, so sacred werehis feelings for...

Age is Creeping Toward Me Like the Old Maidin a children’s deck of cards,it was hidden, going round and roundthe table until the last card:a dowdy, with a misshapen hat. Like a spider webnot seen on...

The Lord’s Prayer Trumped Our Faker, who art in the chalk-white House,pumped is thy name, crumbly is your fame.From thy sand trap, thy will be done to what’ll be left of Earth in the name...

Deadly Sin #8 I confront the White Bull of the page - Earnest Hemingway My cherry blood thuds against good judgment.Recollection of that begrudged learned lessonbouncing toward intuition. No reason or verseto choose either traveled road...