little old me
curls up to
sweet
small
new
you
-Meaghan
Artwork by Deborah Stevenson
crisp colgate teeth
line up to greet
his the mouth
which easily espouses such buttery sounds–
such a face calls for a crowd,
necks obligingly stretch–
crane
appease the self indulgent game
upsetting, nauseating
need for recognition
praise
fame
frame
emptiness contained
“Frame” by Meaghan Merrifield
Artwork by Franz Falckenhaus
up to my knees
in salmon seas
Artwork: ” She Wades” by Cuts
When I walk with my sister,
her brassy nose pokes
at the jumbles of space
between today
and yesterday
where growth begins.
Her steady eyes
lurk
Behind violet skin
and sunburned chins
to stop my spirit from
reaching too high.
She
is the ‘Never’
that slaughtered my ‘Perhaps’.
“Sisters” by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
Artwork: “Twisted Sister” by Brooke Weeber
http://society6.com/bweeber/Twisted-Sister-5HZ_Print
Once,
I slipped my hand into the pocket of your winter coat
and found the stolen slivers
of a woman’s scowl.
I put back all
but
an eyebrow
that bends effortlessly into
ocean
and sky–
it can be pinned on
in naked moments to
erase
all signs of me.
and
Though it bites
with the dull pain of a rotting tooth,
I cannot bear to live
without it
“The Things We Keep” by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
Artwork: “Barbie” by Jordan Clark
lofty golden goals
lay down to rest
to stay
after taken tolls
after time
after soot settled shame
nothing else remains
“Empty Amber” by Meaghan Merrifiend
Artwork by James Kirwan
“Self-consciousness is the enemy of all art, be it acting, writing, painting, or living itself, which is the greatest art of all.”
-Ray Bradbury
Artwork by Chase Kunz