Monthly Archives: February 2014

insomnia

insomnia tap tap tap against my brain stem tap tap tap (penny) the nausea the rage the desires knock and thrust filling the space where sleep should fall – englues (oh look! the shamwow guy!) thighs rubbing, mind overheating; the c(l)ock teases stretching (retching) the night tap tap tap (englues? englues what?) i keep the […]

The Devil is in the Details

I as I settle to read Foglia’s latest, with a hot mug and grammy’s blanket, the charm of dust specks dancing in a sunray makes me pause and smile. . II what makes us miss someone is not their absence, nor the length of time between meetings – it is turning to share the little […]

Mug's Tale

There isn't just one side to a story. They outnumber us. Stories and ways to tell them are infinite.

Tammy E. A. Crosby

The many mis-adventures of a Newbie writer

LisaO

music, art, and the written word

Melancholy Hyperbole

Poetry about longing.

qarrtsiluni

online literary magazine

Bop Dead City

A cheap, tawdry literary magazine

The Perusalist Society

I enjamb, therefore iamb!

womanlygrowl

home of a pen hoarder who has way too many hobbies

Rachel Nix

poet | editor | reviewer

Of Black Bikinis and Plum Sauce

The meanderings of a wannabe poet

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