No need to let ghosts haunt your halls Or give sanctuary to strangers You deserve to feel safe Even if it’s the first time You don’t owe anyone Your smile or your likes You can scroll on by Without being a welcoming center You’re not an embassy The only one you owe Safe haven to […]
An Unquiet Mind – Stasha Powell
slowly i will dance
as the flame on the candle
illuminating
by the dirty window i sit
to watch people survive
there is no pool with living waters
no eternal flames
perhaps a rancid puddle
radiation fuming through
and a block away chalk lines
in the fetal position
my ego dies at the end
of the morning
there is a warm toxicity
in their eyes
we all beg in different ways
my lips half ass parted in warning
synapses remind me i should let be
and watch it unfold
like a ledger owed
in this house of spoiled wealth
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: My Ego Dies at the End
her words dusty tired worn
holy spirit elements exhausted
she retreats to the echoes of chipped thoughts woven in the breeze of city light
the building of her birth stands silent
alone like her
taps and clacks threshold her ear
the scent of her mother writing lists
safety plans never played out
her head leans left
rests on her palm distracting worry
tea spills a little from her fractured
Goodwill dollar vintage cup
a stray from a service for twelve
the warm weep feels good on her skin
Original artwork by Mirjana M. Mirjana M. are a digital artist and writer from Belgrade, Serbia. Their work focuses on exploring the juxtaposition of various elements through mixed media of photography, double exposure, textures and light. Their work most often explores concepts of duality and has appeared in Gulf Stream Literary, The Good Life Review, […]
An Unquiet Mind – Mirjana M.
For the girls who getlost in the woods(and kiss woodcuttersand weres alike.)And find themselves becomingwolvesin time.Blood turns to ginger.Flesh is wine.Veins of black hairsprout on their spine.Blood ginger, blood ginger –grandma for dinner.And maiden, how your teethShine. Your back suppleBlood twisting through yourClaws digWould you careFor a taste, a lickOf blood gingerThe moon blinksWoodcutter boy?There’s […]
Blood Ginger – Iris Ng and Allister Nelson
words less spoken 