Low Tide
by Michelle Coleman The fish swims by and always falls for the bait, As have I fallen for the means to my end Too tall,… Read More »Low Tide
by Michelle Coleman The fish swims by and always falls for the bait, As have I fallen for the means to my end Too tall,… Read More »Low Tide
by Erin Ajello You’re not a doctor, but here you are, knocking me out with a smile, tearing at my gown to expose a body… Read More »Surgical Care
by Erin Ajello I am the living corpse of your regrets; These bones made from every fiber of your lost innocence. This heart hollowed out… Read More »Certainly Not Par for the Corpse