By: Henry Hallock drip drop – drip drop Mrs. Anderson lay theredrip drop – drip drip slumped over her chair.SomethingContinueContinue reading “I thought I heard fireworks”
Category Archives: Poetry
Is April Over
By: Alexis Barton As Fitzgerald said,”April is over, April is over,”Spring sits with Winter on the bleachers,Like unused seeds crushedContinueContinue reading “Is April Over”
Gabbie Hanna’s Poetry Needs to Grow Up: a Review of “Adultolescense” by Gabbie Hanna
By: Judymarie Gaps, Poetry Reviewer Gabbie Hanna is a notable comedian and vlogger, known for her Youtube channel “The GabbieContinueContinue reading “Gabbie Hanna’s Poetry Needs to Grow Up: a Review of “Adultolescense” by Gabbie Hanna”
Es Könnte Auch Anders Sein
By: Jack Cortez I may be good, I may be noble, but I can be violent, My strength and weaknessesContinueContinue reading “Es Könnte Auch Anders Sein”
I Have No Idea What Kyoto Is Like: A Review of The Rain in Portugal
By: Ava Gladdin, Poetry Reviewer For long-time fans of Billy Collins, The Rain in Portugal will bring forth a senseContinueContinue reading “I Have No Idea What Kyoto Is Like: A Review of The Rain in Portugal”
This Instagram Poetry Was Not for Me: A Review of “Film for Her”
By: Ava Gladdin, Poetry Reviewer Orion Carloto is an Instagram-famous blogger mostly known for her aesthetically pleasing online existence. InContinueContinue reading “This Instagram Poetry Was Not for Me: A Review of “Film for Her””
Lana Del Ray Has Me Bent Backwards for Her Poetry: A Review of “Violets Bent Backwards Over the Grass”
By: Ava Gladdin, Poetry Reviewer Lana Del Rey, America’s coquette queen, released her first-ever poetry collection in 2020. This anthology,ContinueContinue reading “Lana Del Ray Has Me Bent Backwards for Her Poetry: A Review of “Violets Bent Backwards Over the Grass””
Selenography
By: A. J. Frantz I could cup your face in my handsstudy each blemisheach cratergray on white on grayas IContinueContinue reading “Selenography”
Post Mortem
By: A. J. Frantz July 7, 2016Generations of mummis have said that when it storms,it’s just the ancient thunder god,ContinueContinue reading “Post Mortem”
Blue Mourning
By: Kendra Yvette the blue dawn of my mornings,marred by the mourningof a theoretical death,philosophical in naturefrom the caterpillar’s cocoon,ensconcedContinueContinue reading “Blue Mourning”