“Wave” By: Thom Young
I wave goodbye and I take my pills I smile at nothing and I take my pills I write a bad poem and I take my pills I taste the cold steel gun and I take my...
I wave goodbye and I take my pills I smile at nothing and I take my pills I write a bad poem and I take my pills I taste the cold steel gun and I take my...
TW: abuse My childhood’s secure within the borders of faded photographs, the child me I barely remember, the one who called his mother sweetheart because...
There is a 7-year cycle of economic crash The sun never set within the British territories The yingzheng of Qin burned all the bamboo books And buried all the C...
dn simmers is an on line special editor with Fine Lines. He is in the current Common Ground Review and Poetry Salzburg Review. He is in two anthologies i...
The eyes that see this story are waving at me ecstatically, are eyes that will flower erratically into the formless buttocks of the animal kingdom is showing it...