By PJ In my mind’s eye, I see so many things. I’ve been frozen for eternity, forever preserving their beauty and sentimentality. In my mind, they can remain untouched, perfect that way, as beautiful as I perceived them to be …
To attain the first impossible I venture beyond silenceAlmost touching the great beyondI find myself going inside the soul Glitters shine around vacuumThe gravity doing its work Space rock blasts in the cosmic night and the stars dance to its …
Fuck me now in pale-fireparking garages, againstU-haul trucks and trellisedfences that tread-mark skin,against Victorian lamppoststhat lull with their flicker,on grated sidewalks, sideways,upside down in Ferris wheels inreverse in the backseat of theBuick accelerating exponentiallybetween our thighs, pistoningupwards in thunderous storm,against …
By MV Lady Liberty must be sleep Or maybe she turned her back Lady Liberty must be sleep Or maybe she doesn’t care Lady Liberty must be sleep Or maybe she’s in on it too Lady Liberty must be sleep …
I write what I deny to think in my own head. I surprise myself as I watch these thoughts become real. It feels like someone else holds the pen and writes things I didn’t know I feel. He writes all …
I am happy to announce that my poem “The Complete History of the Boy” is the poetry feature of the month on the The Common so ably edited by poet John Hennessy Here is part one of the poem: …
The making of toxic memoirs asI find myself driving to you Unable to find common ground I try to recall lively talks that used to be ours but the song that plays on the radiooverwrites all our static memories awayThe …
By BG I love to write my thoughts with paper and ink If only to get a response of what it is you think When I want to, I lay down and write rhymes In the form of poetry line …
I don’t know any more what it used to be Before I saw you at table sitting across from me All I can remember is I saw you look at me And I couldn’t breathe and I hurt so bad …
Never thought I’d be back here The familiar mistake like lighting up cigarettes Learning to forget Committing only to let goI burn up all our memories in vain to let the pain goEvasive clarity the epitome of cyclical timePretension masked …