Pyromaniac by Anastasia Prempreh

[tabby title="Poem"] Like a moth to a flame you were drawn to me You a pyromaniac, I your muse We got on like a house on fire but I was the only one burning You were light by name, gasoline...

A Sub-Editor’s Last Day by Neil Laurenson

[tabby title="Poem"] Sit down, Dave, I’ve got some news. I have to be careful what words I choose. It’s tempting to say your contract’s expired But that’s not the way to tell you you’re fired. I could say, ‘Journo in...

Paintings by Poetic SOUL puppet

[tabby title="Poem"] if he has the ability to speak to the nations through his music, if he is able to pour his heart out to you in a way no one can, he can clearly paint an image in your...

unspoken seeds by the ATM

[tabby title="Poem"] unspoken seeds in a concrete jungle of jumbled, words fail to pave, way for neoligism neo-wordism on white sown in on black ripped crumbled via post moterm analysis rolled up ciggies spit now, or forever be silenced skryf...

Your lips. Your eyes. Your hands. Your chest by Alicia Koch

[tabs tab1="Poem" tab2="Poet Bio] You come to me Like an earth quake With your lips. Your eyes. Your hands. Your chest. You fill me up [restrict]Like a tidal wave With your lips. Your eyes. Your hands. Your chest. You love...