insecurity
insecurity by sarah endsley A grey abandoned pipe. An open field. Climb inside, trace the cracks. Still, it is round, hollow, and when your fist
insecurity by sarah endsley A grey abandoned pipe. An open field. Climb inside, trace the cracks. Still, it is round, hollow, and when your fist
breath by drew deGennaro Where I live the lights are left on And spread like a blanket over the darkened cage Where they chirp well
It Is Not That Makes Me A Woman By Beth Cortez-Neavel It is not the curve of my breast as it hangs low nipples
I BARELY TOUCHED HIM by nicole kuwik Saving bats with your bare hands just might get you rabies unless a boy with a piece of
M is for Metamorphosis by david macpherson Gregor Samsa woke from uneasy dreams one morning to find himself changed into a muppet. He was squat,
At the County Fair (in New Jersey) by kimberly e. ruth He blew up my balloon and I held my breath. As it got bigger,
sometimes, the sky in golden by travis cebula appropriate, a chill wind should be the one to draw first leaves from high cradles in this
dying father by riley knox Life-breaths leak through tarred and cracked teeth as you tell us the same lie. A weak eye wanders left, caught
Derrick by gene defcon When a cop does a fantastic job Nobody cares Least of all the mayor And his effeminate son, Derrick
early evening by jim benz After the first glass of bourbon, sitting in the shade, smelling charcoal turn to dust and chicken skin to gold,