Art

Ville Platte Southern Belle – James D. Casey IV

I crushed a roach the other
day, it made me think of you.

My mind often wanders
over to you in moments

such as this. Opening
a smelly little can of

Coonass worms, speaking
in Cajun French. I hated

you, still do, but sometimes I
miss those enormous saggy

titties and the moans you used
to make when you took my nice

hard cock in your tight little
asshole like a fucking champ.

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Art

Poetry Is – Garth T. Ogle

“What is in a poem?

Is it just metaphors?

In this verbal poem,

Garth expounds his perspective on the art,

as a Skald might have.

No kings or famous warriors were lauded in this poem,

however.”

 

Garth T. Ogle is a poet and novelist. His latest work is “The Bowl of Tears and Solace”

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Art

Mas Poems – David Estringel

“Fireflies”

Like will o’ the wisps.
stars dance and fall in black sky
then die in my hands.

“Pyre”

Let hungry flames lick.
Devour this flesh that binds
and let me be free.

“Olokun, the Deity of the Ocean Depths”

What stirs in your murk,
crawling upon ocean floors?
O, help me see ME.

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Three Poems – Rebecca Kokitus

closet skeleton 

 

my spine feels wrong, like

someone dissected me 

in my sleep and took 

a single vertebra, souvenir 

 

if I gained the 20 lbs 

I starved away, a doctor 

could blame the pain 

on my body 

 

the truth is that my bones 

are hollowing themselves like

storm strewn trees 

but I look indestructible, 

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