Tag: love
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Question by Rosie D’Ercole
What do you do? When you would die for the cause But it’s softly killing you Killing Too slowly Too softly They warn you of the storm Not of how calmly it comes in Calm centred with chaos Freewheeling with the breeze It’s so sweet It threatens to sink you…
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The Last Night by Jack Lowe-Carbell
“Remember that you and I made this journey together to a place where there was nowhere left to go.”-Jhumpa Lahiri“The Namesake” It had felt differently lately, everything had. He had gone through his days with a boring shuffled step, his soles dragging along as he went about the mundane activities…
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A Sestina for a Chocolate-Eyed Lover by Jordan Scott
I love the way you say the word “vase.”I love how it trips off of your tongue.Your voice— warmer than chocolate.Your Southern accent, the way you form your words, better than touch.I could drown in a pool of words that you’ve spoken.Sing to me softly, Beloved. I have ordered my…
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Meet Me At Dawn by Yaminnie Chandrra
It’s been a long, cold, lonely nightI’ve been lost in the shadows of the pastI fell into abyss,of these dark-dark thoughts The guiding stars were there all alongI had shut my eyes so tight, I had!I’d missed to see them,blind as I was… You’ve been searching for me in the…
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Sculpted by Victoria Male
“So, you’re the so-called ‘excellent supplicant’ of mine who called me a bitch then vomited in my temple.” Pygmalia scrambled to her knees and pressed her head to the floor, internally cursing herself regarding its dusty state. In Pyg’s defense, she had not expected the goddess of love and…
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Six Ways of Looking at Love When the World is Ending by Ilika Tripathi
I. If the world is ending, don’t come to see meBecause that would mean that you took a busAnd you hate taking buses – the wait, the journey, the destinationAnd that’s when I’d realize yet again, how much I love you. II. What if when the apocalypse hits, there are…
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Natural Summer Love Lost by Shiela Denise Scott
As I push the lawn mower,Past brush and broken dreams,Of flowers growing in fields,That will never cultivate reality,Acres of promise,Buried purpose by law,Suffocated seeds awaiting,To expose the future cause,Only heat, air and summer rain,Can change amid the times,Love lost its circumstance,Bonds dropped its cost,Leaving all plans,Lost,Dare I use the summer,To…
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The Seagull’s Harmonica by D.C. Houston
On this walk, as with all days,I move,until the moon,usurps the sun.The songs of life ongoing,do their best, to fill the barren space,you once occupied.Is it hubris,to say, you are the best there ever was.Daydreams of our eleventh hour,what I could have articulated, differently.How life could change so irrevocably in…
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The Choice by Michael Cooney
“A choice, made now, today, projects itself backwards in time and changes past actions.” – Czeslaw Milosz, quoting an unknown disciple of Karl Jaspers I made excuses, rejectingwhat I knew of mortality, eitheryours or mine, and suddenlythe black leaves grew greenwhere they had fallen and you,rapturous with rings on yourfingers,…