The title is simple: “D”

by M. Hengen Such a memory, my dear, just words, though, floating. Wove you a net of silver strings that you had left me but now, gone, I pluck them like chords and compose your silence. But I do not sulk. No, no, you would not want me to sulk, instead I come into the [...]

Life; Can You Dig It?

An anonymous tip received with these disturbing visual aids. After years of digging my own grave with a dull rusty shovel, I give it most of my all, possibly accidentally severing my right big toe with the tainted orange metal edge. Already leading an off kilter life, the mild amputation seems to supply the balance [...]

Contest: Prisoners 1 of 3

Prisoners. Each and every one of us, a slave to some one or thing. Sometimes we’re the chains. Throughout the course of this endless winter, I spent a substantial amount time confined to the slightly frigid, but always entertaining chambers of my imagination. Tied to insecurities and bound by the season, it occurred to me [...]

The Drunk Spy

Poem by Sam Kulla and Patrick Terra de Menezes Skeleton photo by Sarah Kulla

One Breath, One Road

Photo and poem by Ana Fatturi Walking with beauty and grace A dandelion puff dancing gently in the breeze How quickly that pretty façade can fly apart Living by one breath, one road That’s all you know how to do But you’ll do it with style So many mistakes but the best choices Desires have [...]

Ghosts/Memory

Poem and photo by A. Sønju Track: Marin Marais, 1717: Rondeau le Bijou (This is an mp3 of Hille Perl and Lee Santana palying Marin’s ‘Rondeau le Bijou’ which is track 10 on their CD ‘Marin Marais: Les Vox Humaines’; it’s a little over 2.5mins long; one of their shorter pieces, which fits the tone.) [...]