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Broken Brain

Broken Brain

A Poem by Andrew John


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PERCEPTION

PERCEPTION

A Poem by E.P. Robles


The poem begins with "PERCEPTION made its way; the grand entrance just today". This can be interpreted as the poet's acknowledgement of a new or alter..
CADMIUM DIFFERENCE OF DAWN

CADMIUM DIFFERENCE OF DAWN

A Poem by E.P. Robles


he poem opens with a sense of admiration, expressing the poet's appreciation for someone's presence.
SCHOOL NEVER TAUGHT ME THIS

SCHOOL NEVER TAUGHT ME THIS

A Poem by E.P. Robles


The poem begins with the speaker feeling small and insignificant, comparing themselves to a tiny mite beside an angel. There is a sense of obscurity a..
ANACOLUTHON KNIGHTS

ANACOLUTHON KNIGHTS

A Poem by E.P. Robles


i can never tell you how displeased readers are by that position the singular moment when nothing makes any sense to them at all but onl..
INTOXICATED PARAMOURS

INTOXICATED PARAMOURS

A Poem by E.P. Robles


Who pursues the verses of intoxicated paramours?That adoration of icy blossoms? For a fishand confection of fingers?What devotion endures in feminine ..
From Hippocampus to Hypothalamus

From Hippocampus to Hypothalamus

A Story by Alena


An extremely metaphorical (and somewhat incomprehensible) take on how it looks and feels in the brain (my brain) and on the question of who we are.
The nook that the brain is

The nook that the brain is

A Story by Alena


If your brain were a physical space, what would it look like? What do you hear, what do you smell and what do you see?
Night Garden

Night Garden

A Poem by AJ Douglas


The late houris like a flowerunfurling and revealingthoughts obscuredblurred by the blindingsunshine and the hustleand bustle of the daysending them s..
A little writer, or The cosy embrace of an ever-shifting castle

A little writer, or The cosy embrace of an ever-sh..

A Story by Alena


What happens when little artists start questioning their skills?
My Sweet Death Sir

My Sweet Death Sir

A Poem by E.P. Robles


The poem utilizes concise and impactful language, creating a powerful expression of the human experience and our relationship with mortality.
ACT (of) TWO

ACT (of) TWO

A Poem by E.P. Robles


THAT in my fever while sanity has escaped by baluster i continue to gaze in daze across the sea of white- capped madnessEach o-shaped mouth Each Bl..
LOVE IS A BLOOMING FLOWER

LOVE IS A BLOOMING FLOWER

A Poem by E.P. Robles


I am (my love is) loveas if you are free rising windsof life or arrow of rosesand thorns which disperse despair!I love you as towering buildingsstand ..
ORBICULAR

ORBICULAR

A Poem by E.P. Robles


FOREVER is orbicular If alone without you As mountain’s longest Face of walls Longer still Forever if Without you..
MY DEAREST ~ MY LOVE

MY DEAREST ~ MY LOVE

A Poem by E.P. Robles


My dearest ~ My Love Today I watched the sun rise awakened hours before by fitful dreams (by fear only and not by distrust) That I love ..
I HUNGER FOR YOU

I HUNGER FOR YOU

A Poem by E.P. Robles


Is it not 2023 October? Halloween? Let us devour a vampire poem.
Health in the Head

Health in the Head

A Poem by Andrew John


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