The Broken State of Things by Michael Ashley Met a scruffy bloke today in Bar38 on New Briggate told me he was a Marxist "I didn't know they still existed" I told him with the third gulp of my pint... Continue Reading →
Acervation by Angel Uriel Perales The pinprick of death is almost unnoticed; a stubbed toe one afternoon, confused about the already formed hematoma while sliding up a sock, months later shaking a slice of red onion off your foot after... Continue Reading →
Something a little new here...take a look see at this wonderful poem and then scroll down to find out all about the new line up at Poetry Breakfast. So yes, there's a little something different on the menu this morning.... Continue Reading →
BARD by Mark Jackley I was going to write some crap about how my maple tree blooms like an umbrella, shielding me, oh barf... when suddenly I remembered the angry downpour of your words mashed down on the paper, front... Continue Reading →
The Wake-Up Call by Jimmy Pappas When it was time to wake me up to go fishing, he stood at the end of the bed and held my foot in his hands as if it were a piece of crystal,... Continue Reading →
The place where the fox lives by Julija Gulbinovic the place where the fox lives orange seeds lie around like teeth, flakes of meat hold onto cherry bones in the darkness of its thoughts it knows, when joy visits here... Continue Reading →
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