Ruth Woolson, Reminiscence

By Writers Garret | April 25, 2019

The organ played – harshly, sadly and slowIt would render a solemn tune, muted by a distant black crowAlone in the field the bird cackled aloudDrawing glares and scowls from…

Carol Stowe, TERROR

By Writers Garret | April 25, 2019

When you are only 3 or 4 the terror will render you frozenMuted from the ability to cry out in fear, From expressing the horror that would be likely to…

Christopher Stephen Soden, The Burden of Yearning Heavenward

By Writers Garret | April 25, 2019

Oh, to emerge in shining fettle, abandon the crush of terror, bask in obscure shadow of bliss. Aching for absence   to reveal the source, the escape from chaos. Once…

Alexis Diano Sikorski, from every overemotional teenager with a really bad crush

By Writers Garret | April 25, 2019

you left me bent, gravity-bound to you— adrenaline scoring her nails down my back, an opera, prima donna sustaining a quavering note of such urgency an organ is driven through…

Valentina Saldaña, tHE aRTISTIC vIOLENCE oF hYPOCRISY

By Writers Garret | April 25, 2019

I welcome all of you to my sumptuous feast, not everyone was invited. I feel duty bound to warn you that some manifestations are not always what they seem. I…

Isabella Russell-Ides, Thanatopsis Redux

By Writers Garret | April 25, 2019

She speaks a various language.*                                                Bound in the bardo bereft     vaguely present, almost dead.For fucking shining aloud            let me    back in. Come again, sustaining terrorCarve my shadow on your cave…

Gayle Reaves-King, All Fall Down

By Writers Garret | April 25, 2019

Emerge shining, misshapen.No more can they confine you. Rise and stretchthe figure once buried, obscure, stinking under history. Escapethe shadow of decency that bound you, open the huge mouth we…

Mark David Noble, an accounting

By Writers Garret | April 25, 2019

thoughts emerge aloud, unintended, launching like a hunting dog set free, with field bound abandon, formerly muted details escape, mystify other patrons in this grocery store check-out line  what item…

Mz. Jolie, Reclaiming my life

By Writers Garret | April 25, 2019

Only interested in scoring, you are a terror who likes to carve out holes in a woman’s self esteem. My body remained a fine fettle as you used your sexual…

Madhuri Nagaraj, Disenchanted

By Writers Garret | April 25, 2019

Yesterday I went blind.No sudden crush of ebonied nightUnder which fractured stars emergeNo molten terror that does shift and spitover fettle, through weathered gorgeNo such desperate revealNo such merciful source…

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