and…love…- Gabriela M (Short Prose) and…this night is jasmine and is sandthe trees are fingers with no endthe earth has eyesthe tears have thighs you…you are the voice of lonely heightsI am the day without sightsa leaf is falling on my hipsinto the air a form of lips and…your touches hide in poetrya flower faints with jealousyyour dreams taste like forbiddenContinue reading “and…love…- Gabriela M (Short Prose)”

The Roller Skate —A Word of Substance

The day is rolling by.. and scrolling through blog posts, this one made me smile. 🙂✌🏼 —- I’ve got a brand new pair of roller skates, but I am nobody’s key.  They rolled in hot pink bubble gum, but stuck to the sides and bleed. Roads for miles with streets past the corner, the groundContinue reading “The Roller Skate —A Word of Substance”

Forever Disregarded —Trey Persons

Time and Time again. I come to this place of despair. Troubles run around untamed. Carelessness soars through the northern winds. Regret grows wildly and unkept all over the plains. Fear downpours from the night sky. Yet, I know courage will rise from the horizon. Just endure. Trey Persons @ write of might

lonely poetry of night – Short Prose Fiction

trees whisper, cries of cloudy skiesinaudible, unseen,you, Astraea,you push me on a long-forgotten trailthe ocean, poisoned, green, unsettledwarm tongues, ecstasies of memories un-liveddefiled the innocence of maiden-starstears, corridors of sandyou, universe that dreamt us allthe pain of suffocated myths that diekisses, floating sanctuariesAstraea,you who don’t know desireburn the nihilism of fleshthe plightof souls sold forContinue reading “lonely poetry of night – Short Prose Fiction”