sometimes a lone leaf on a tree
has more poesy than a whole book
sometimes a lone page in a book
has more mosey than the hole in me
sometimes a lone me in a tree
has no more pith than a hole for a heart
sometimes a lone hole for a heart
has no more kith than cliff and scree
is this how it’s gotta be
an empath tipping from reality
into the inscrutable
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2023
a body
filled with organs,
bones, muscles, tissues,
and a whole lot of issues,
yet i still feel so empty.
no protein, no creatine
no caffeine, no adderall
has given me enough energy
to have emotions
without feeling small.
even though my emotions
have always been intense
growing up i tried my hardest
to hide them and now
I’m left with the damage.
by NOELLE
© All rights reserved 2022
Today
I feel blah
It is one of those days
that repeats itself
without any
remorse
This hour
I feel nothing
It is one of those states
that appears intermittently
without any
warning
This time
I say something
It is one of those outpours
that shocks me
without any
reservation
By now
you must wonder
what I have said
Without any
delay
let me tell you
I said
blah blah blah
by CASSA BASSA
© All rights reserved 2020
Uncle, tell me a bedtime story!
Promise me sleep right after that?
Bearded myths say there’s a purgatory
Right after death, right after begat.
Its goddamned inmates are forever doomed to
Never succeed in finding ease of breath,
Getting sick with chronic, emotional flu,
Insides torn ‘tween flame life and ice death.
No way, Iron Uncle, do they still have human pith!
Godspeed, Tiny Tin. People are just a silly ancient myth.
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2018
unbolt me 