She Climaxed she starts with a song. suddenly, a dirge too limp with grief, like the skies in Pompeii. it’s killed the birds in my heart, ships stagger like a drunk, into the white-blush of maddened waves. the earth popped open as an old wine bursts froth; like a hungry lioness she opened her jaws separating families with […]
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The Fuse I was hungover, boiling water. the coffee smelled intense as trees falling when I burst the foil, and specked my daylight and made me wrinkle my nose like a rabbit unburrowed in the sand. it was good. I was feeling the cold on my feet, bare and enjoying it. and outside the day was heading […]
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Because Because of you my heart has hatched its most treasured nerve. I am no longer nagged by the sulphur darkness that carves away the surface from my lungs. Because of you we have two more to join us on our journey. Two children, ruled by humour and the deep-drawn breath. I no longer need false conversation, struggling to […]
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Communication He handled his language as he fried his eggs: There was tension between the respective softnesses Of his egg and the cooking fat – Dependent on extreme alternation of heat and cold, Confinement in shell melting out of shape Solid outside the skin flesh, fluid only within, Only under the flame Pricks the shape in itself, the […]
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Feral I bend in mourning bending to the loss of someone so familiar – your nurture-needing eyes and a temperament of molten lava whose tone was innocent and unrefined. I see you now in the doorway, flat and tensing but never moving, then at ease with me as a soft sigh overcomes you. Born in a tight spot […]
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Inward Images Your hair hangs thick and tangled over the soft cheek its ridge of bone smoothed by years of smiles the blonde ends brush your nose, glis- ten with perspiration, cover the curve of half your lips so set, so strident determined in desire one liquid green eye imparts immediacy infects me with sexiness brazen stare […]
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The birds and fish do not waste time discussing pollution, just go about their business, unaware of diminishing habitat, toxins in the gene pool, obey the cycle of life made infinitely more difficult with the help of man. Author Bio: ‘Temporal Dreams’ is an unpublished poetry collection that reveals our preoccupation with material things, sometimes to excess. […]
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Galactic Cannibalism – By Fern G. Z. Carr Like ninja throwing stars, galactic spirals slice through the vacuum that is space; locked on target, sure of their mission – an astronomical collision in the making, a collision of cataclysmic proportions in three billion years’ time when stellar clusters cloaked in halos of dark matter will be flung […]
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When I pile up cut tomatoes, red onion, and radishes on top of romaine lettuce, I think of the hands that picked, cleaned, packed, and loaded them on trucks, carried them to cold rooms arranged them on shelves. As I remember stories of my father, a new comer a child-laborer in another era in another country, I say a […]
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Underwater Ballet In the wistful – drowning; All dreamers hold their breath; Floating balloon Rests full in blister world before the land. Slippery between skin and scales, Drawn throbbing from the gilled; Great tuna from crustaceans postulated, Anemones new-boned; Parallel concert writhe Curls double joints. Flippers of androgyny Erected supple Thighs hoisted angular Lungs ultra-blown; Last […]
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