They and Her- Kritika

charm of her facedisturbed many soulswhy is she happy?when life is difficult for us all ‘spreading positivityfrom the outsideburied the hurdlescourageously inside’ none knows the truthpeeking and pokingfollowing her like sleuthignored they feel as carelessly she moves ‘growing wings to flydreams are to reach the skysit on the moon and singbusy crafting her wings’ jealousyContinue reading “They and Her- Kritika”

A Clean Sink is Necessary – River Dixon I can’t get the stain From my hands Scalding, castile mornings Bleach and razor blades Sloughing the scale from Flaking, disintegrating fingers Clogged drain, mold and hair Alcohol drips with purpose Down the leading edge Of your grandfather’s Antique barber’s shears Ceremoniously honed For such an occasion Nails, one, two, another Meticulously torn FromContinue reading “A Clean Sink is Necessary – River Dixon”

The Men's Room – Vishal Dutia Don’t smile Don’t frown Don’t turn around Don’t make eye contact Don’t wink Don’t blink Don’t even think About where you are at Don’t say hey Don’t wave Don’t small talk make Stare straight at the wall Don’t clear your throat Call someone bro Or make a joke Of okay now please cough You’reContinue reading “The Men's Room – Vishal Dutia”

Indifferent World – makeshift26 I’m indifferent to you,in this world made for two,sharing what we have with the rest, wondering how we got this far on fumes.The breath of life in view,littering the streets with news,of a better life for everyone. Photo credit: Navid Baraty for more from this author, click here:

First Blush – Yas Khan Sun flares into the sapphire My canvas rushes to capture Birds flying through wands of gold, grey Language of rainbow wings Strength in wild of day Divine comes through Connecting Heartbeats Sun warms aura of my consciousness Adorning wisdom in my heart I bleed in this odyssey Where tears turn to diamonds A jeweledContinue reading “First Blush – Yas Khan”

Rainstorm Romance – Mark Tulin It was a rainstorm infatuation. The clouds romantically dimmed the skies. She looked perfect under the veiled night, deep brown skin, hair dripping of rainwater, eyes as big as saucers. A rainstorm of happenstance that we’ll never regret, even when we’re happily married to someone else. Originally published at The Poetry Bar. read more fromContinue reading “Rainstorm Romance – Mark Tulin”

Spaceship – Shllyn We often joked about dying Together in a spaceship Blasting off above clouds That looked like cotton fields Toward the woman in the sky We both fell in love with And wrapping up our wanderlust-filled adventures With the most exciting one of them all Our eyes have cherished the moon At her most brilliantContinue reading “Spaceship – Shllyn”

memories – hazel meadows remembering you is like being sick and the sun shining outside. the memories are beautiful but I still feel like hell inside for more from this author, please find here here: image: