so you want to poach me turn my guts runny on the burn of your well blown hot air crack my shell and drizzle my acquiescence over the callous crusts of your self-satisfaction? I decline, sir your nauseating offer despite mottled past I exude no sulfurous odors and my shell is impervious to narcissistic fumblings … Continue reading Think Again – Aurora Phoenix
In her Rapunzel tower she watched and waited for each night’s moon; to rise from the window ledge into full view, waxing and waning crescent yellow blue. The lines in its face told a story of heartache she also knew; the puckered pale flesh weaving rivers across her thighs, reflecting dead light in the night … Continue reading Moon in the Window – Kristiana Reed
suddenly unsettled when healing hands touch left side of bare abdomen images of stray cocks and cocked guns fill my head crowding out other more mundane thoughts unsure if these moving pictures that shrink me down to size belong to me bear my childhood initials buried memories floating to the surface from released fascia or … Continue reading Muscle Memory- Christine Ray
"And it was exhausting, trying to survive you. But I did." This battlefield, lit only by the full moon above me, was still something I wished I could erase from my memory. Blood was scattered all around me. Mine. Evidence of the carnage left in your wake. I didn't need to look for bodies, because … Continue reading The War – Sarah Doughty
My bed isn’t my bed. You bought it aged twenty. Your first adult purchase, to go in the bedroom on the second floor of your mother’s home. I helped you build it. Or, I watched you from the distance you held me at; furtively glancing at the instructions you frustratingly, typically ignored. It creaked from … Continue reading Naked – Kristiana Reed
Thinking about it now, I’m not the least bit
sorry for the hateful shit I’d said to you
eleventy years ago, when I was a kid
and you fucking knew better.
I rescind my apologies.
Not that my sorries ever meant a good
goddamn to you, anyway—
they were ever only as true as your own,
Insincerity: a common factor.
No, that’s not true…the truth is complex.
I wish I hadn’t apologized so much for defending myself
And I wish you hadn’t rolled over so easily whenever
I called you out. I wish you’d properly raged against
the reasons you were the way you were. Sure,
you’d spoken of the ghosts that breathed inside of you—
warned me of them—but never did you
exorcise them. Never did you make them scream in terror.
Not that your armor went unused. You’d fought your best all your life…
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that t there yep, I crossed it those i’s all duly dotted sticky notes paper my desk reminders scrawled in inks of many colors attention grabbing hues I list like a realtor of to-dos my calendar chimes who what where and when. I have a head for details the memory of an elephant and keep … Continue reading Inhumed – Aurora Phoenix
elliptical movement of Mars’ orbit partially eclipsed the memories from view but Phobos Deimos shine bright tonight in the tight fold of marble arms across my chest taste of bitter bile that eats at the back of my throat fierce clench of my glass jaw refracting crimson light of twin moons I feel your shade … Continue reading Unforgotten- Christine Ray
You are the moonbeams streaming through my window when I’m awake at 3 a.m. I wonder what you would tell her whenever she throws her hands up in defeat. She’s at it again with the shit talk— I’m so over life right now. I guess life is always just gonna be shit. … Continue reading For Me
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