Wednesday Night, 11 PM
I miss you something terrible Without you, my writing has no life It had ceased to exist until you came along Breathed it life, and gave it a name more by KRISTEN GREEN...
Short stories & poems for everyone from everyone
I miss you something terrible Without you, my writing has no life It had ceased to exist until you came along Breathed it life, and gave it a name more by KRISTEN GREEN...
The moon turned the world to ash. Without flames he blazed. With skin coming up smoke, the pale orchard leaves melted in his palms. Soil hard as bone way back when. I found him....
Turning the channel, observing the news I hear Tragedies, desperations forming plenty of fear Folks losing jobs, can’t make ends meet Living carries a price that’s above people’s reach This economy plagues only uncertainty...
(for Carter) We are a mystery of becoming: obstinate riping of time; capricious tango of biomolecules; the fervent cleavings of a zygote, fated migrations in gastrulas, urge toward organogenesis; discharged into the world a...
I lay in flat on the earth, making my summer grass angel. Above, the undersides of green and gold leaves glow in the afternoon light. Below, cool roots connected to the hum of Earth’s...
Haibun Poetry Rich walks me to room 252, finishing some comment as he opens a steel, fire-rated door. I enter, and he closes that door behind me. Fifteen Black and Hispanic teens look...
Look – I need this Format Replace Tantalize Wrap around this little finger…here Search the memory banks; tumult Flex Gasp Shudder, remember those invitations Folded neatly on the seams…here Slam it forward roll those...
I like you too much. I can’t see us ever breaking up and it scares me. I’m already dating someone else. You’re not Jewish enough. I’m getting back together with my ex. You’re not...
He took a big needle, put the string in the eye of the needle gently, almost petting the needle. There there, he said now we are ready. He took their skin between his fingers...
Nameless, faceless person You’re a mystery that’s taboo Will tonight be the night, My fantasy comes true Feeling your presence hovering Haunting within my dreams Arousing my every thought My desire craves for thee...