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SEQUINS
by Erren Geraud Kelly She's a songbird but she's holding a briefcase instead of a mike cos reality won out over following her heart she knows how to rock a power suit though every time i see her she would be just as hot in sequins and platform heels moving across the stage like beyonce or janet jackson sometimes, the world gets in the way of what we were meant for everytime she holds her son she looks at him like its a grammy or a gold record but her life couldn't be better she sifts through her proposals as i'm reading poetry imaging figures rolling off her tongue like notes dancing like she was born in the spotlight |
RANDOM ACTORS ON THE GO (Ink) by Allen Forrest |
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FRAGMENT FOR FELIX
by Jason Dean Arnold Create a spill of individually wrapped candies Equivalent to the weight of everyone that you love Hold all of them in your hands In your mouth Until they melt away Share this with the world Then, lose them all again |
DAYDREAM TREE by Stephanie Lakos |
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THE FEMALE OF THE SPECIES WILL NOT BE DENIED
by John Grey She glided down the stairs toward me, a woman growing old but not entirely there yet — there was something in her bearing — beauty and grace acting more on memory than reality — a discipline like ballet — one learned, never forgotten, no matter how much the bones creak — "I am Mrs. Han," she said — if she needed a name than that was as good as any. |
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