what the hell?Dream vapor clings, fried egg reality. I blink pie crust from my eyes. Conscious and not high enough, I fumble through the utensil drawer for a joint. Finger joint, knuckle bone, fill the stock pot, migraine on simmer. Add mushrooms. Throw in an orphaned sock, a lost earring. Solo journey to technicolor awareness […]
Awake and Mostly Sober – Rachael Z. Ikins
I’m awake and pretty much sober. Yet I do not wish to be sober. I want to swirlmy anger in my mouth, letting its tannins coat my tongue until my tongue doesn’t care what words it forms to hurl at old, pasty white men who place chains and shackles upon our bodiesto drag us backthrough […]
Awake and Pretty Much Sober – Annette Kalandros
my sisters are grace
they walk among the angels high
alone together plowing through
picking evil out of truth
my sisters are the revolution
History hurts.They told us back in the day:whatever you do,don’t study history.You’ll see livesmisshapen, possiblymurmured in vastderangements ofyour own.You’ll see peoplegnawed by life;dreams sewn shut.(But you’ll also see the strange chemical languageof constellations shattered over the Kewa rez.The ancient stain of night in its diamondsplash and to breathe& sleep here is to breathe& sleep in […]
Land of Enchantment – River Lucero
The Heretics, Lovers, and Madmen Literary Collective loves a good writing/creativity prompt challenge. Our goal is to provide prompts on a regular basis. We hope that our ‘Shadow in the Frame’ prompt stirs your muse and that you consider submitting your prompt response to Heretics, Lovers, and Madmen for publication. We welcome poetry, prose, flash fiction, creative […]
Writing/Creativity Prompt Challenge: We, the Unhinged
oh the woes you’ve seen
it’s in the night
that i come to find tidbits of the truth survive
the naughtiness of the scene a race to be seen
boys will be such under their skin some are men
unspoken in the secret love they hold for their sisters
we both have grown old
only mother in my life
comfort us in light
words less spoken 