Gardenia II.
Down to the blight of the moon-rise I shunned
Ether dressed in her black dress, stood a leaf left
Never gazing beyond the twirling veins
In all the flowers and the rain
Category: Poetry
am I still ill?
A fissured father of stone,
poisoned by the vale, a bridal’s helm
rushing through the billow waves, I billow
blood from the clouds, awaiting for the frost
dead uncles in May with his ghost;
Read more "am I still ill?"“METAMORPHOSIS .. .” by edenbray.
Olivia deHaviland, the gates of death
sucking the skeleton’s thumb
wet feet adorn the dead screen
Put to death (Draft).
White like bone,
my body will be buried in the bathtub
of the garden;
painted red, love goes mad
Mirage.
Into a phantom sleep,
the icy dark blooms in phantasy
and it carried away to the sojourns of the past
Deep in my Heart.
betrayal, stirred by leaf
on mid-summer
on the garret, perched windows
that drifts and drifts,
rolled on a dead poet,
and flown and sowed
by the stitch, my squill.
Forgive. Forgive.
Forgive. Forgive.
La figlia. The liar.
Didn’t I die by this road?
Visual Verse Publication: I gather white flowers.
I’m ecstatic to announce that my poem, “I gather white flowers” appears in Volume 8, Chapter 8 of Visual Verse Anthology.
Read more "Visual Verse Publication: I gather white flowers."Lost/lonely (Draft).
the moon draws a baby
cherub death
in my heart
“For me” in MasticadoresUSA.
I am very happy to announce that I have a publication in MasticadoresUSA.
Read more "“For me” in MasticadoresUSA."“Skeleton Key” by Nick Pipitone.
obscene phantoms hiss in my ears, softly, while I lay comatose under bed-sheets, dejected again, psychic pain of ancestors at my blackened brain-stem
Read more "“Skeleton Key” by Nick Pipitone."i hid from you all.
the perfume
asleep, having flowers to cease
as i now subsume tragedy
beyond the wisp of her lips
phantasmagorical
stillness yet adorns to me
her eyes of stone.
“Strange Dreams” Publication in Free Verse Revolution Lit Issue II.
I am very excited to share the news of Free Verse Revolution Lit’s debut of Issue II: Hermes (the kaleidoscope). I also thank the lovely Kristiana Reed for accepting my piece “Strange Dreams” in this publication.
Read more "“Strange Dreams” Publication in Free Verse Revolution Lit Issue II."Odalisque.
Euphoria in daddy’s hand,
a sunset thrashed, fleeting my bones
how the sun is between his fingers
eunoia is my ghost when
the daylilies dance
Solstice.
I’m sick of you, blood-fat trees. The city is predatory like your fragile mother; or god really, but who am I to judge? Solstice bless a darker planet
Read more "Solstice."“THE WRETCH” by Jay Mora-Shihadeh.
The needling
of the wind howls
in this
Barren
Cavern
Brain
Of a man, forlorned.
Petition to Support Removal of Nesset’s Work From Poetry Magazine.
I want to acknowledge that the topics mentioned may be triggering. This is a content warning as the following information relates to a convicted pedophile and CSA.
Read more "Petition to Support Removal of Nesset’s Work From Poetry Magazine."The child inside.
inhabiting a box
the pensive death-maddening
burdens
a heart under the moon
“Whisper” by Freya Pickard.
darkness embraces
the dead man
waiting in his tomb
ashes on his grave
