Posts Tagged ‘ Poetry XII.III ’

“Tragedy,” by A.J. Huffman

Dec 20th, 2015 | By

Vexing fact of reality, fateless truth:
flea markets do not sell fleas.



“Contemporary Shepherd Seeking GF,” by Nicholas L. Sweeney

Dec 20th, 2015 | By

Come message me and be my love,
And we will all the pleasures prove
Of hash and tag and smiley face,
The punctuation masquerade.



“Calavera for Skeletor,” by Sarah Frances Moran

Dec 20th, 2015 | By

That motherfucker He-man finally got to him.
Broke his spirit.



Two Poems by Sarah J. Campbell

Dec 20th, 2015 | By

You used to believe in things:
Santa Claus,
the Tooth Fairy,
love,
life after love,
little people who lived in your TV and waited for you to turn it on so they could entertain you.
You believed that somehow you had been born without your parents having sex
(because who wants to think about that?).