even she tires
in between struggle
hidden from eyes
who quickly judge
are corrosive agents
of our waste
since we forget
time quit healing
all of our
human error trespasses
we point out
aggressions and judgment
cajole cancel postpone
ridicule doubt denigrate
shoot kill regulate
all for nothing
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Writing/Creativity Prompt Challenge: The Art of Magical Overthinking
long gone are the days
my black back pack torn on the left side
my pencils and pens leaking poking into me and each other
between the barely cracked calculus and English literature text books
hid my shame
granules and grams of daze
smoke screen of reality
that monument to beyond desperation
magic and inaudible inside the halls
carpets the only witnesses
to the end of that road
paved with bad intentions all the way
men and women have become a mush
in the gut of torn illusion
bile dripping from its fangs
a smell of the bottom line of nothingness
lingers in my eyes as tears collect like astonished ladies
my right Doc lost somewhere on the 8th floor
my spirit mortgaged to the deceiver
who at the end of the spectacle
is not the one to blame
there are no rhymes roses stars or razor blades
just a fleshbone ghost out of place
Magical voice hushes my world,turns my eyes towards you.Your laser eyes bore though me.I am paralyzed in your quake.Your imperceptible touchcommands me to listenintently, sacrifice myself in complete obedience.Wear black. Yes.Cuss only. I will. Strangle. If I must. Order my money/loves/thoughts in their entirety. Given.You have complete control over me.Over him.Over her. Soon, every word […]
You Could Start a Cult – Danielle Wong
im tired of speaking into empty eyes
vacant hearts longing thighs
im exhausted bogged down in wasted time
hoping the music box lies from your crooked mouth would be divine intervention
im sorry for being
absolutely in horror of understood you
for this makes me an accomplice to your betrayal of who i was
not only was the writing on the walls the smoke signals in the sky
but the very Gabriel yelled into my sighs of despair giving me warning
tonight im tired more than i will ever be
the angels are chasing me
something is afoot
they leave me spray painted prophecy
man o war spirit
time silent paralysis
wafting through my walls
Che Guevara / Amal Murkus
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The woman I seestares back at meshe does not lieshe knows mebetter than I know myselfshe shows me who I ambehind fine linesdispels spells castwith potions and powdersshe eyes my surroundingsfortunate and fakecomforts in a disquieting wakeshe smiles at meand likes them all the sameeach morningdespite the presentationshe sees the maskbeyond the surfaceshe sees layers […]
An Unquiet Mind – Trisha Leigh Shufelt
Charlotte She splashes thoughts onto notebook pages with an old Bic. Kitchen table strewn with cheap chocolates and meals from St. Vincent’s. On her old bed sheets, rolling paper and tufts of tobacco with exaggerated Brave on the bag. Arms scarred by a childhood disease that taught loneliness. The matriarch of two generations. She wanders […]
Marisela Brazfield
What would YOU tell Shakespeare’s Juliet if you had the chance? 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, […]
Writing/Creativity Prompt Challenge: Dear Juliet
words less spoken 