How to bury all the other ex cadavers 101 by Lara Reis

[tabby title="Poem"] The heart twisted inside my rib cage by the frayed ones, still managing the tensionof hopeless love rage, that sort of love which starts as a tiny spark, complexion, face and becomes the flame that devourers anything that...

Words to Spring by Lara Reis

[tabby title="Poem"] Hello Spring, didn’t see you since last year. Did you miss me? I’m joking, sorry for the jest.I know I have changed, and I am a mess. I lost my virtue to a new cocktail before bed. This...

The loved Crockpot short story by Lara Reis

[tabby title="Poem"] I used to love to play the old spice wars while you were still at work;far from the utensils for the disciplining, you didn't grow with a boyish lurk. I had my own kitchen politic and superstition, a...

A poem for garbage by Lara Reis

[tabby title="Poem"] “Springs first heartbeat honors winters last breath”- Angie Weiland-Crosby April became the funeral father’s song. The Spring of a taste’s mouth full of the shining sun.We recall the smell of incense and intense flowers mixed with dirt and...

Solid silver tears of a Chimaera by Lara Reis

[tabby title="Poem"] I am or was, an acid child firelighter, even with my lashes concealed behind mascara,smokey eyeliner, blasted red lip, tamed hair in a pile of savoir-faire – my soul is a chimaera screaming in the dark with a...