there is an unknown thief black-clad masked vigilante stealing into my nights robbing me of things I once took for granted hand leg foot now
Category: Poetry
There Is Strength in Our Stories: Poem for RJ – Bina Ruchi Perino
Originally posted on Blood Into Ink:
You smile, emerald pepper in hand, and you shrink me into a single consonant, a controlled identity, the Beta.…
Out of Body – Rachel Finch
Originally posted on FREE VERSE REVOLUTION:
Time has slowed and I am watching it form before, as, after and I am suspended in a moment…
Ghost Boy – Kristiana Reed
Originally posted on FREE VERSE REVOLUTION:
It has been years since we met, decades since we last touched each other’s lives with a smile. ?…
Night Watch
I am a dweller of deep night hours alert a lonely sentinel in a house of slumbers the very walls seem to breathe slow rhythmic
TIME IS A RIVER – Christine E. Ray
Originally posted on FREE VERSE REVOLUTION:
fingers drift into still river of memory so treacherous so deep long to touch young woman i used to…
Halloween Synopsis – Rachael Ikins
Originally posted on Heretics, Lovers, and Madmen:
A poet wrote me today: your words shine with a tinge of purple iridescence. I held the door…
Are you okay?
agilely avoiding eye contact shuttering pieces of herself so deep that sometimes she couldn’t find them she evaded direct answers to the question with the
There Is Strength in Our Stories: bewitching hour – Tianna G. Hansen
Originally posted on Blood Into Ink:
after Effy Winter Tonight you plant a curse. Find the recipe from a love witch — black garden curse…
