buried in fever
buried in pain
dragging her feet through the mud
—–in the rain
her toes digging slowly
hands shrouded in shame
while the hum of
humanity
dulls in her veins
–flesh peeling
flesh crying
flesh tired and stiff
and a still-beating heart
black and hungry
for death
Undead by Angie Hoover- Hillhouse
Artwork: Smoke by Jumpstick
beauty blooms bold
with a sweeping growth
so great
yet tendrils turn treacherous
as the hours become late
in an indulgent dance
they engulf the heads
they once meekly adorned
each prickly bite
unable to satiate
the aching hunger of a soul scorned
“Beauty Blooms Bold” by Meaghan Merrifield
Artwork by Heinz Aimer
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Rafal Rola
Ming Adigm
Before we became
pink
and mean,
We ran through freshly sprinkled yards
on summer nights–
and teased the misty breeze –
as
our sunburned noses caught the familiar scent
of wet concrete.
But in the holes ahead
were burnished, brassy pupils
warning of degradation
and pain.
Warning of the end
and the beginning
of us.
“Before 13” by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
Artwork by Daria Hlazatova
up to my knees
in salmon seas
Artwork: ” She Wades” by Cuts
days after
that faint burn
of pleasant Green swirls into
her lungs–
She is chilled by
a blood-tangled emptiness
That pulls her
into lost weeks
where she is
a crumpled lump
soaking
in her own foul water
“Nothing Stays Away” by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
Artwork: “Triform” by Cassidy Rae Limbach
There is a mountain
betwixt the hearts of lovers
That cannot be climbed
nor eroded
by the prickles of hail
It sits
through iron-willed blizzards
and roaring fires.
unshaken.
unmoving.
None have tried to break it
or tunnel through it’s chest
Instead, they dream right passed it
and so
it falls
to dust.
“Betwixt Lovers” by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
Artwork by Ayman Zedani
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