Waiting for the Miracle
Mallory: I dance as though fire cleanses me, my hips the rhythm of bullets while Mickey eats green pie. Just…
Category: Poetry
I Am
I am from baking sheets From red dirt that stains And barbancourt I am from humid heat that weighs down…
A Collection of Poetry by Tyler Vile
In a garden of weeds a worm recedes through red clay, covering itself with tender coats of treason and slithers…
Four Frogs, Walking at Dusk and Other Poems
For the past half century, I have never seen A single frog in this city, not even in the whole…
If Sam Axe Died and Unions: A Parody of Drowning Pool’s Song, “Bodies”
If Sam Axe died on USA's intense dramatic show, I would have cried for a character I always wanted to…
The Sisters Mythos
Three sisters that danced in the night That struck the snow bloody white One of anger, one of fright, one…
Twisted
Some don't like poetry that's hard, dense like a Roman wall. Others had to learn ways through that wall, so…
Gold Beyond Blue
The world rolled up to his feet like a soft wave, waiting, listening, and his words whisper across each crest.…
Heraclitus Reaches Another Sea & Growing Magic Rocks
Face in a pillow to block out the roaring. Then a small radio became a womb; My tight stomach needing…
A Collection of Poetry by JD Dehart
He’s got moves, but the music is all wrong for the occasion, doing his funeral dirge toe-drag at the wedding…