by Alex McCurdy Our love was sketched Like a painting of a still life A representation Of what we only wished to taste Creation designed Stretched and primed Across each fiber Of our beings Resolute in meaning Absent in dissolution Yearning like the mouth Before the kill Knowing the marriage Of our lips Is as … Continue reading Mums for Sale pt. II
Tag: prose poetry
Almond Slivered Moon
by Elise Leibowitz The soft undulations of honey silk Melted grey wool on days with dewey frost Deep dark velvet breaths of surrender Reclamation Pronunciation Exhalation To love, one must lose Oneself In their mind And step into their heart Return Vanquishing Step upon step Oh almond slivered moon They have arrived Home To chat … Continue reading Almond Slivered Moon
How Do You Know When You Love Someone?
by Dan Schryer Is there a way to really know? At what point does time’s inevitable alchemy transform a stranger into something else, someone that envelopes the absolute center of your being, half of a whole that bears the shared weight of the world alongside you? Is it a single moment, crystallized in hindsight and … Continue reading How Do You Know When You Love Someone?
Love in the South
by Anonymous How do you know when you love someone? My great grandma knew a woman from the clay marshes outside of the district parish that said you could find out if what you had was love if you went east of the bramble bushes at midnight on summer solstice. There, leave a cluster of … Continue reading Love in the South
How Do You Know When You’re In Love.
By Alexandria Mays It’s like standing on the shore and watching a wave roll in and you tell yourself “Oh wow, that’s the biggest wave I’ve ever seen.” You see it coming from a distance and you worry, knowing that it has the power to drag you under, but you want to know what it … Continue reading How Do You Know When You’re In Love.
The Life-Saving Importance of Available, Affordable Parking
by Ian Watts A lot of my adult decisions are based on convenient parking. Looking for an apartment where I can get residential parking. Red line to brown to the 73 so as not to worry about parking. Get to work early to snatch that premier parking, or snoozing through nine again (we have a … Continue reading The Life-Saving Importance of Available, Affordable Parking
F Minus
by Neka Barrera “A lot of my adult decisions are based on convenient parking” is what her brother had said yesterday when there was zero convenient parking available and their very adult decision to go shopping for artisanal balsamic vinaigrettes was completely derailed because of it. She’d given this statement a lot of thought since, … Continue reading F Minus
after it rains
i miss the smell of the grass after it rains when the earth below is so saturated that it takes all of my self control not to kick off my shoes and bury my feet ankle-deep. when you inhale deeply, and the moisture fills you up up up up till you feel lightheaded with the … Continue reading after it rains
The Beauty of the Honey Bee
by Alec Meyer French girl Mavae Bonjour Your eyes are beautiful- here's a flower. I have eyes for you but eyes are all eyes eyes eyes for your seductive thighs. French girl Mavae Rouge is a ripe tomato at the same time, we could both say, "Oh." French girl Mavae Crepes, kiesh, and sheesh, you … Continue reading The Beauty of the Honey Bee
Remaining
By Adrian Day Staring didn't accomplish much - the line drawn from my eyes to hers was taut (if it could be touched) and now she, in the closing crowd disappears and with her, takes my gaze and staring didn't accomplish much but my eyes on that space will remain...
