Poetry Verse

Silas Dwyer

We men Published: April 05, 2026

Woman is a world Wombed in a curve We men splinter to flat horizons Woman is a complete Collective of the open hand We men grab as a clenched fist Woman knows of the quiet Strength of intuition We men usurp in desperation We men worship the wanton way While woman wants in ways We men are none the wiser How little faith we men possess As we watch woman fight The monstrous dark with candlelight We men do not see weakness In revenge and retribution While woman seeks forgiveness Would that we men wake Forsake the loneliness And welcome woman

Liebert Goochlaus

New England Published: March 31, 2026

As a young child I heard about the place called New England But as a old man I wondered... What ever happened to the old England?

Lexus Wright

Tears Published: March 27, 2026

The heart tears when it’s unknown The heart tears when you’re crying alone The heart tears when truth is made known The heart tears as you come to terms The scars They didn’t occur overnight Each time, the cut rips further The tear growing larger Until there’s nothing pure left Just scars from tears that never ended The scars From years of inconsistency, false promises, infidelities, lies, and insecurities Eventually, You give up. The tears take over. You feel nothing. You feel numb. You feel nothing. A heartbreak is

One Blue Jockey

I am hearing familiar funeral voices now Published: March 26, 2026

I have a voice in my head a new voice still kicking through the shut dark womb of ideas I have I will never get around to do. I hear it first when I was waiting for a parking space to empty down by the pier district for the hotel as I really liked their pool but — no that is not right, I heard it first when I was at the cemetery talking about my day to someone that I had really wished somehow would be in it, a place where there are no laughs or looks of joy or a shred of colour do people employ under the watch of the sun, I heard the voice tha

Mini

Moments Published: February 24, 2026

Not to feel without the things, which you want to do. Without the stuff - you need to feel not alone. To forget! To feel not crying! Feel the lonliness without you! Feelings to stay strong for your child, for your family! But not for yourself! But okay, for other people, things, solutions! And where do you STAY in this Moments? Asking yourself...! MC. 26.11. 2023

Jean

Mirror at Forty Two Published: February 15, 2026

In this cracked bathroom light on 9th and A, I count the lines that gravity has drawn— a map of nights I waited up in vain, a census of the kisses never born. My face refuses beauty’s common grace; the jaw too square, the eyes too small and tired, cheeks pocked with old adolescent wars that acne lost but never quite retired. I loved a man who loved a softer girl, one whose reflection smiled without a fight. He left me echoes, polite and cold, and took the version of me he’d rewrote. I walk these streets like every other ghost— black coat, bl