Odd how we only kiss face to face—I want the back of my skull to know yours, I want that primordial rush of ocean when your ear mouths mine, when my navel lies on yours…
Browsing Category Poetry
Sharing by Edward Sage
The tree-huggers gathered on the east bank of the WillametteRiver and held pinwheels above their heads facing Idaho. And Idaho blew back something headstrong and those pinwheels spun like mad. The little crowd…
THE LAST THING I WANT TO DO by Elizabeth Colen
I did that thing where I wouldn’t put anything in my mouth for the longest time. So I wouldn’t lose what was left of you. Even after taste fades, and the feeling. Even after…
Freedom by Liang Yujing
Image by: Thomas Hawk At the court of Nanjing, this guy, an adjunct Professor, was announced guilty. The crime he had Committed was organizing a sex party In which he farked another’s wife, while His…
Nostalgia by Liang Yujing
first there comes an itch at the root of your tongue, paralyzing the nerve that connects the brain and the spine you fail to articulate as the itch sinks into your throat it swells up…