Flint – Blue Bird Tied her wrists to the railing in winter, left her naked there to watch the sunset over the ice hanging in the trees. Long but not too long later I touched her in the dark: Shivers like music, her center still hot, her eyes tearing. Fucked her there now naked myselfContinue reading “Bluebird – Poem by Flint”
Darrin Phillip Henderson – Love’s Passion A sound, around, in my ear, rushing, gushing, it is clear, not silent, or still, but it does flutter, absurd, a word, I dare not utter. A heat, a heartbeat, with a zest, thrilling, spilling, on my chest, a quiver, and sizzle with every pass, babbling, bubbling, bold asContinue reading “Love’s Passion – Poem by Darrin Phillip Henderson”
John Fineday – I can feel you in the fog I can feel you in the fog Like a heavy breath — Your hands lean heavily Upon my breast. And your hips, They move elsewhere; Ours together, yet apart from it all. My own arms grow Into your hair, As we, the frame, Support thisContinue reading “I can feel you in the fog – Poem by John Fineday”
John Fineday – Dream X Once we all had lined up for food, the balding doctor grabbed hold of Scully and went to town on her. The two anorexic waitresses, they hopped on top of him, too, caressing and kissing everywhere. I was last in the food-line, witness to all madness from where I thoughtContinue reading “Dream X – Poem by John Fineday”
John Fineday – Of a Mattress And all the old mattresses Of the lonely waitresses Sang at night with such mad joy! Et tous leurs vieux matelas Chantaient la nuit, fous de joie, Des serveuses solitaires!
G.P. – Such a Man I could be such a man— so much more of a man, such a better man I’d walk a million smiles from dusty town to dusty town just to get a glimpse of that one true body—yours? Then, when I get there, I’m totally anything able to do anything aboutContinue reading “Such a Man – Poem by G.P.”
Anita McQueen – Harlot She plods pickles until they lay straight they can’t help themselves as she extends them a- long tasting a twinge her future rot apartment of mirrors suffocating walls a sun roof taped over in black her clothes just a fluttering cape she hoovers over their beds as they squirt up withContinue reading “Harlot – Poem by Anita McQueen”
Anita McQueen – No One Can See Rain coming down my chest sparkling open blouse closed heart nipples hard walking alone empty street backside of town feel like screaming but I won’t too many freaks hiding but maybe I’m one not willing to admit the obvious I want to strip off my wet clothes exceptContinue reading “No One Can See – Poem by Anita McQueen”