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  • Poetry > Free Verse
    I do dearly, darling, miss you. I will always remember the daily nights in the courtyard when you tried to save me. At least you tried. You are growing—you are closer than you think. I can feel everything coming apart, I can fold his clothes in neat piles and remember his kisses. I am so ver...
  • Poetry > Ballad
    I wish that you could tell me that same sweet things you used to, Like that you'd love me until the sun burned out and how my hair with blue, Like the way you could fall in love with just my little arm But I think its all been said and done, and now words only do harm. I haven't fo...
  • Poetry > Ballad
    Oh you beautiful boy , some empty Adonis, A spectral reverse of my catcher in the rye, You are a virtual Atlas who can barely succeed, Not just played, but looked on and are, as a need. Tell me, tell me how it pains you to know That you are nothing more than a speculative stare, As nothing m...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
    “come home”, she said. And when he did, bringing Jewels and clothes, singing. “go away”, she said. And he beat her dead....
  • Poetry > Free Verse
    What royalty is this character of love, That you meekly rap upon his pearl door, You the putrid peddler, but nothing of Perhaps he will give you a trinket more? What divinity is this ideal of amour, That he owns your soul in a game of dice, Splurging, spinning; Sinner pick six or four? And t...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
    Today I met a beautiful girl walking down my street, She swung a cane and strode with cautious feet, At this sight of pity, I walked up and asked for her eye, I told her I could fix her, but she only asked me "why?" I asked her if it was a terrible way to live, being blind? She shook...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
    “Because there is nothing here, nothing here.” a sullen soldier said, staggering onto the road, His eyes, once bright, now resigned and clear. He announced, his voice slightly more bold, “There is nothing here to have, to hold” And with these words grinding upon his tongue, He under...
  • Nonfiction > All Nonfiction
    Elbert Hubbard, American editor and author, said “If you suffer, thank God! -- it is a sure sign that you are alive.” Suffering is a crucial component of life, a universal, inevitable, driving component. It is so inherently human; as Lama Govinda, founder of the order of the Arya Maitreya Mand...
  • Fiction > Romance
    He passed her in the hall. Her, in her tiny skirt, her sweet smile, her bright eyes. Just passed her, as if she didn’t exist. He walked 2 inches next to her, so close she could feel his heat upon her, and he just looked the other way and busied himself talking to someone else. When she stood up...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
    Did Adam and Eve love each other? Stretch out their souls in front of each other And staple the edges together? Did God just will the love And the love Just came? Can God will the love? Or is it free will? Can you love one another by default? Or is it cultured and pruned, coveted And ex...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
    Tell me what do these words, the unnecessary angles Say about me? What secrets that I don’t mean, What do they reveal to you? That I am dark, that I am black, that I Am unnecessary as they are? That I know Only hate, pain and dereliction? The three, triads, are the devil’s number But...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
    Business as usual, Tell a girl what she wants to hear, and she’ll rub you in all The right ways. Business as usual, Tell a lie and it open doors for you That truth couldn’t even copy keys for. Business as usual, From Monday to Monday, and Saturday to Sunday, We’ll drink away the...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
    strip and kill like slingshot birds— these innumerable gilded trophies that blast through others with outrageous force yet you do not beg or plead for them. Color me happy, darling— These feathers are hiding all the secrets, So fluff me up with your vindictive syllables, And perhaps you...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
    Why must your words fold me into perfect squares? The creases rip through my wicked world. Are these only glowing pains, waning as our anxious bodies flicker on? Bleed the fraud And sentence me. Damnant quod non intelligunt. I HATE YOU, You Pontius Pilate all by yourselves, And y...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
    sweetness, do you remember me? We met between the subscript and the superscript. I fell in love with your lonesome addictions, And the freckles in your eyes. I fell out from the space between your arms, And in your thoughts. I'll run my hand over the curve on your chest, Just touch me, touch ...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
    Do you remember the poetry? The way lines would shudder and curve under my fingertips Dancing from the tip, the beauty I remember drawing with words I remember the sunny afternoons But I remember the rainy mornings, too Do you remember the poetry? The rain, the misery of the world would tap...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
    wet as the sullen sky in the bloodbath of birth Mendacity, falling as a raindrop of the Sun took flight among the breast of Mother Earth gave the Kings their last rites before mischief done By retribution, such that Karma gave her own daughter To Hell. Bubble, bubble, boil and toil, in such ...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
    Rumour has it all right That our childhood dreams—were that! Dreams, both the butterfly and the man. Go ahead and cut me down. From the rope, the only way to hang is by the neck. Or your hands when you played tug-of-war. I played ring around the rosy, and was always Pulled down. Rumou...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
    Her ribs arched like wings under her breasts, The gentle slope of scalloping, thin and tender. The woman before who pleased silent guests, Is the same daring impropriety to beg surrender....
  • Poetry > All Poetry
    People always leave, Nobody belongs to you. You are all alone....
  • Poetry > All Poetry
    They said “no, you are little” I said, “no, I am big” I remember skin splitting when I conquered them all. I think my memories into stories to Displace me from the world, to make me Into a literary giant I want to be bigger than life, I said from the cradle I said from the school...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
    I’m not naked and not quite sure what to do But to sail the rhythms of your mistresses And watch your regrets turn you into Something or another that a producer threw away You were always prolific, but maybe without talent But this morning, I was too tired to move the papers, I knew the b...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
    “He licked the seconds as they dripped off my fingertips The same way he sadistically drank my tears No airplane is guided by sight, no human is led by light Do you remember where we ran off to in the beginning? I’d streamline our memories, if I had any worth keeping”. I could no longer...
  • Poetry > All Poetry
    at five, I believed in unicorns at fifteen, I drugged my soul with love plan for life? read a line. I’ll marry the iconoclast Takashi Murakami I’ll allow his pedophiliac fantasies no artist didn’t love a massacre of innocence as a matador of mendacity, I’ll flank his adrenaline, an...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
    Mother chopped the carrots, stirred the pot, and dropped them in. Mother’s hands worked at a regular pace, floating across the kitchen counter. Her shadow, inaccurate and long, played across the painted wood. The dark areas would grow, and when they became two long, they were once again conque...

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