Cherry

Nothing In Between

“Fuck u” “IRA” “Suck your mother”

I See Dumb People

Zombies with appetites for everything but brains.

dear mr. carney

just what are the “international obligations” of the country of which your talking head twitches? just how many nukes, biological weapons & weapons whose horrors we cannot even imagine

these books

the bible & the qu’ran, hmmm…. how many bodies have been stacked up dead throughout history for the sake of these books? how many people have killed & continue to kill for the sake of

insomnia & the scratching of a dog’s belly

the sun is rising regardless of one’s feelings on the subject & though the night has brought no rest, no relief & clearly no satisfaction,

Missed a beat.

People have bad days, bad hair days, and even horrible days, but right now I'm having a bad stress day.

Hannah

This poem has been removed following its entry into a competition.

Nether Hambleton

only its name preserving its shape in a ashen cobweb of sound, wistful and delicious as if heard whispered on a marsh wind.

To Suburbia

Garden toys, algaed; ponds putrid with dank leaves; door slams echoing for want of company, and a world home to the busiest, sullenest most double- yoked nothingness I have ever known.

Wade the Assassin from Persephine

Wade chews through street scum to find some entertainment.

Pages