poetry – Page 86 – FEMININE COLLECTIVE

Floral

November 26, 2016September 12, 2018 Raegan Gonzalez

I wrote these very words on your skin. I spoke them through the gaps of my teeth. I woke up one morning and smelt the roses and they told me they wanted to go home. They said; Why did you exploit me? Pluck me from my beloved thrown place me Read more

Shadow People

November 25, 2016September 13, 2018 Jacqueline Cioffa

The majestic trees stand silent as their burnt leaves free-fall to the ground. The short season to live and die is upon us. There is no wind to make the journey playful, less somber. The leaves will be stomped on, trampled or simply shriveled into paper-thin nothingness. Some say autumn Read more

EXECRABLE EXCRESCENCE

November 25, 2016January 27, 2017 Susan P. Blevins

Rising cases of cancer in our society are cause for great concern and many questions. What is the source of cancer? Why such an epidemic right now? Could it be that the illness itself is evidence of the cancer eating away at our society? Could it be a physical manifestation of Read more

Seductress of Sin

November 23, 2016September 12, 2018 Julie Anderson

A heretic grin interlaced with longing Ferocious need danced behind barren eyes Her poise Thunder clouds and electricity, lead me to believe in her gospel of sin Where it not for her blithe commentary fornicating in the sea under stars against incidental walls I might not have chosen this bestial Read more

HEADLINE: “ISIS claimed responsibility after a 17-year-old migrant attacked”

November 22, 2016May 16, 2017 Rachael Convery

“I don’t want to live in Europe anymore,” my friend Domagoj says, after a maniac mows down pedestrians with a truck in Nice on Bastille Day “what the fuck” being our shared sentiment at the appalling stream of neverending newsfeeds of firsthand accounts of terror and grief and huddling in Read more

What Do I Do

November 22, 2016November 20, 2016 Anon Feminine Collective

He’s just for now to take up time and when we kiss I can’t close my eyes when he holds me it’s not like you do oh how I miss every inch of you when I look into his eyes I don’t feel how I used to I can’t help Read more

Pretty Little Girl Trigger Warning

November 22, 2016August 19, 2021 Wendy C Garfinkle

pretty little girl blonde pixie of a child big green eyes barely 4 years from birth. “do you want some candy?” of course she does. he tells her to be quiet so they don’t wake her baby brother sleeping nearby in his crib. they slip from the room in stocking Read more

My Dissociation Disorder

November 21, 2016September 18, 2018 Richard DeFino

This isn’t happening. This isn’t real. I’m not here. (Cue heaving breathing) This feeling is horrifying, every morning it’s a dance with the Devil. But I suppose I will have to adapt. I am becoming unwilling complacent not knowing if I exist. I’m waiting for mortality to prove itself to Read more