“Leaches Ten Tall by Stewart Stafford Don't play this game with me, Predatory whelk of tide pools, Taint me as Rigoletto to… — Stewart Stafford Copy Share Image
“I’ve always hated it when authors seem to find joy In killing my favorite characters. With gleaming eyes they toy With turmoil… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“With a ring around the rosary And a pocket full of crosses Ashes to ashes They'll all fall down” — Matthew Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
“I often wonder and imagine What lies just beyond the fringe Of the human experience; What is it that we do not… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“Sleepless nights Spent looking at the ceiling Searching in those etched patterns For some sort of adhesive To glue together the broken… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“This piece of inked paper stands a colossus A monument to a string of moments once dear; The only surviving testament to… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“Pressure knocks at my door A clock ticks and demands its due The lava burns from the floor But not in a… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“Real life is just another stage. Just another stage where I have to look and act Like I have everything put together;… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“Time is the cruelest of physicians, healing All wounds, but always slowly, looping A surgical needle through the mind’s flesh, experiencing Torment… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“Love is the poetry of the stars The wind is the breath of the earth To never become who you are Or… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“These colorful polaroids Are like magical portals Leading to places, emotions, and people Who had slipped into the midst of the forgotten,… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“Bait and Switch by Stewart Stafford Cutthroats robbed me with daggers by night, I cried out ere they melted back to shade:… — Stewart Stafford Copy Share Image
“I look up upon a sparsely starred abyss Having wandered to this street corner In the middle of the night Watching the… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“Darling, even raindrops try to wipe my teardrops but your thoughts haul out more tears from my liquid eyes and then teardrops… — Abhishek Rath Copy Share Image
“We are a handful of dust in God’s image Before we return again to dusty grave Life isn’t a war, it’s a… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“In vain I try to jump into the photo To create again a time so simple That a piece of paper might… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“I'll put my lips up to your gun and blow, just so you'll know I can be bold once I'm shining bright.” — Casey Renee Kiser Copy Share Image
“Bonfire of Broken Hearts by Stewart Stafford A shivering man craving warmth, Mustn't let the fire consume him, Despite temptation heat flares,… — Stewart Stafford Copy Share Image
“The stars stare back In that deep, Soul-shattering blackness And from the depths of existence Comes a cruel, icy wind Raising the… — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“The Trenches of Comprehension by Stewart Stafford Drowning at quicksand's smothering pace, A lonely disappearance that leaves no trace. As I struggle… — Stewart Stafford Copy Share Image
“What a cruel irony it is, that we get to choose our thoughts but not our feelings.” — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“I wish I could see butterflies burst from cocoons Without tempering my amazement Knowing all beauty eventually dies.” — Justin Wetch Copy Share Image
“The Canopic Inversion by Stewart Stafford In nascent light, their nose-rings entwined, Like a brazen Hathor daughter, Funnelled to market and auction,… — Stewart Stafford Copy Share Image
