Poetry – Page 31 – FEMININE COLLECTIVE

Her Side

January 25, 2019January 24, 2019 Christina Strigas

There are two-sided arrows pointing toward her spotted heart, a restless one and a mournful one damned one for her lover of the cracked truant night; the one who escaped her hanging who loved her blinding outbursts cried over her first laughed at the wit and charm another aim for Read more

SEAHORSE

January 25, 2019January 30, 2019 Alexandra Meehan

I unearthed a seahorse—lithe and dried, Slumped heavy in sand and Sweltering by the microwave of The smoldering sky. It laid bent and braided, bore black Pinprick eyes, and had found throne By the salty phalanges of Poseidon’s clench The gulls had gawked and the Sun had stalked my bony Read more

Destroyer

January 25, 2019January 24, 2019 Ceinwen E. Cariad Haydon

Never content, you drew wayward thrills from my fear of abandonment. Fastidious, you picked my bud smelt it gently, then squashed it underfoot. You left with quiet force, your silent footfall boomed in my ears. split the space where we stood. Photo Credit: MattysFlicks Flickr via Compfight cc

Wet

January 23, 2019February 21, 2019 Kristin Garth

He rubs his thumb against two other ones, index and next, fingertip circles slow until it flows — honeysuckle scent from some dripping aperture, brass faucet. Knows by rote the bubble height you like — that steam makes nightmares dreams, cleans freshly shrunken dolls. How intimate submerging naked seems, even Read more

A Confession of Madness and a Glass of Bordeaux

January 19, 2019January 22, 2019 Justin Karcher

Fingers are monsters, hands are storms, they clench and shipwrecks bubble from knuckles and children are turned into orphans and little birdies are tortured, wings go wrong, and sun goes moon and dark slams into light and someone somewhere gives up the fight too many pills, too many potions, too Read more

A SURVEY OF THE FEMALE EXPERIENCE

January 19, 2019January 22, 2019 Anne Leigh Parrish

The rib never fit And the apple had worms Fig leaves are for fools shaming the Triangle of life Caves sheltered as long as you brought Down your share, felled by points you Chiseled by the hour, in between Sewing skins and putting the baby To your breast— Migrations, snow, Read more

honeycomb

January 18, 2019January 19, 2019 Paakhi Bhatnagar

we grow in towers and in hightides and blossom with the coming of winter in the anomaly of bittersweet outbursts we find some comfort in woolen sweaters. our lack of empathy, guarded in the white cuffs around our necks; there are tears meditating on your face, but we cry rebellion Read more

Be The Part

January 18, 2019January 18, 2019 Tara Lynn Hawk

Alone/Connected/Absolving/Regretting/Dismissive Walk the room in a waltz-like mode With heels and a tote, your lip gloss in a smear The garden, then, was at the back of the house Where we spend our days in some calculated abandonment All while baking cakes Reading journals of dystopian vision While I cut Read more