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Supine

Did you know that Salvador Dali would take small naps with a key in his hand and a dish beneath … More

art, death, depression, Fiction, flash fiction, Lana Del Rey, philosophy, Salvador Dali, writing community

Self-Portrait of the Poet as Saudade

Saudade (n.) a feeling of longing, melancholy, or nostalgia that is supposedly characteristic of the Portuguese or Brazilian temperament. Nobody … More

death, depression, free verse poetry, Poetry, sadness

Don’t Say Goodbye

A Villanelle Rotten like an apple, we were doomed from the very start. Mangled like a sickly cat, I hurl … More

death, Poetry, poetry community, sadness, Sylvia Plath, villanelle, writing community

Prelude

After Frank O’Hara on that Friday night you queued up for fried chicken your jacket was beige your reflection softened … More

death, Frank O'Hara, Frank O'Hara Poetry, love, Poetry, poetry community, tanka poetry, writing community

New Year’s Absolutions

Happy New Year is what we say to each other, and I am guilty of that. The reality is that … More

confession, death, depression, diary, grief, honesty, loss, new year, sadness

You Suck

for him  CANCER, you fucking suck. you’re a worthless piece of dirt who ruins all our lives with your filthy … More

Cancer, death, Poetry, poetry community, prose poetry, writing community

面壁 FACING THE WALL – by Stewart Ansel

This story was written by my late boyfriend, Stewart Ansel III. He died a year ago today, so I am … More

death, flash fiction, japan, religion, short story, spirituality, tribute

lost highway//senryu

moonstone helps me seethat what we had wasn’t meantto last forever pain radiates throughmy body in an almostaddictive manner if … More

death, haiku, love, Poetry, poetrycommunity, senryu

Unalive//Tanka

After Gattaca (1997) the act of killing is one that is blurredby a lyrical jam withpeople sticking their fingersin the … More

death, ethan hawke, gattaca, life, Poetry, space, tanka, uma thurman

breakthrough//haiku

For S.A we had so much lovethat I could finally seethe sun through the dark

death, depression, haiku, love, Poetry, poets

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