Post by cel (@atempo) on Fri, 03 May 19 18:22:01 +0000 View Full Post i left earth for a week a week, blink, blackness, quiet breathing under the covers, a soaking tiredness from head to toe, closed doors and (knock) are you in t...
Post by (@poiesis) on Mon, 08 May 17 04:51:45 +0000 View Full Post He doesn't look me in the eye anymore and his fingers tremble when he passes me the lit cigarette. He says he feels like he's injected me into his veins and can...
Post by (@poiesis) on Sat, 01 Apr 17 17:48:48 +0000 View Full Post I said I love you, this time in English, not in the carefree offhanded French as before, not in the language where signifier trumps signified, no more of that j...
Post by cel (@atempo) on Mon, 20 Feb 17 16:12:28 +0000 View Full Post // birth of an empire listen: i will be your first snowfall. bits of my heart will float to your earth in moments of fateful gravity, blessing your world with ...
Post by Myka Mondragon (@fouur) on Wed, 17 Aug 16 00:08:30 +0000 View Full Post Been on and off with this app and I'm sorrryyy
Post by (@poiesis) on Sat, 16 Jul 16 13:23:56 +0000 View Full Post While watching the firework display from the Pont d’Alma I composed a poem in my head. I wanted to talk about the fireworks like champagne bubbles bursting in t...
Post by (@poiesis) on Sun, 03 Jul 16 01:41:23 +0000 View Full Post Une aile brisée Des champs de fleurs Une branche d'olivier Et un coup de coeur Donne moi la main Je suis si fière de toi Ouvre les yeux Tu n'as plus rien ...
Post by (@poiesis) on Tue, 24 May 16 20:44:31 +0000 View Full Post write about the man with the hollowed out cheeks and the smirk he wears when he's taking a drag. write about the man with the hollowed out cheeks with that look...
Post by (@poiesis) on Fri, 13 May 16 20:14:38 +0000 View Full Post He was sitting on doorsteps of an apartment building that was not his own, his head cradled in his hands, a cap pulled over his eyes. He rocked himself back and...
Post by Sabrina / Datura (@wasabipeas) on Mon, 09 May 16 18:37:45 +0000 View Full Post thinking about making a small zine with writing and things...will have a free pdf but will also sell it if anyone wants a physical copy. i need to make money fo...
Post by (@poiesis) on Thu, 21 Apr 16 09:41:36 +0000 View Full Post Green and brown and golden grey A heart stirring sight The sea calls you home The sea calls you home.
Post by (@poiesis) on Sun, 17 Apr 16 12:28:39 +0000 View Full Post Overseen yesterday: tenderness and violence overlapping. At the museum a father explaining excitedly to his young son the mysteries of art history, of each pa...
Post by (@poiesis) on Sat, 28 Nov 15 13:02:09 +0000 View Full Post And beating to the rhythm of my heart, a mantra: I'm yours, I'm yours, I'm yours. An afterthought: Je lui écris des mots, beaucoup trop de mots. Il aurait ...
Post by (@poiesis) on Sun, 15 Nov 15 12:08:07 +0000 View Full Post Here’s what it is. You’ll get a call in the middle of the night and you’ll wake up dazed but with a nagging feeling that something’s not right. You reach for yo...
Post by (@poiesis) on Wed, 15 Jul 15 04:38:35 +0000 View Full Post "Prejudice, a dirty word, and faith, a clean one, have something in common: they both begin where reason ends." Harper Lee, Go Set a Watchman
Post by Myka Mondragon (@fouur) on Sat, 20 Jun 15 19:41:03 +0000 View Full Post Where are the creative people in Chicago!
Post by cel (@atempo) on Mon, 15 Jun 15 18:52:29 +0000 View Full Post When she undresses herself, it is not a moment of pause, nor a quiet slipping off of garments. It is a ceremony, a carefully studied and wonderfully crafted art...
