Homebody || by Ceinwen EC Haydon
by Ceinwen EC Haydon At the bottom of your bottom kitchen drawer a dusty, green-marbled fountain pen with …
by Ceinwen EC Haydon At the bottom of your bottom kitchen drawer a dusty, green-marbled fountain pen with …
___ 感:/gan/ perception takes place when an ax breaks something on the heart 闷: /men/ depressed wh…
___ I tried to make a meal out of the rechauffe my life became so I. I picked a pot whose lid trembles with…
_____ I used to play that old piano in your living room the one that was two hundred years old and had abou…
___ To my mother, a prayer is a brittle thing that morphs into splinters when it crashes into a faithless hear…
Everyone is a monster: the difference between me and you is how much our hands can close around. And whethe…
THE SPARE PARTS DUMP It’s a charnel house of metal trolled by do-it-yourself mechanics; a Mustang enthusia…
______________ the entire morning was held in a basket, like the kind that would have been woven by my Aunt …
_____________ We sat in the sea oats after sunset smoking cigarettes & laughing. He told me about girls…
Can you see in this poem the hopes and dreams Of a nation packed and sealed up in bulk and then kept as th…
I fell for the trap of believing Chekhov is universal during the second day of my practicum. when I picked …
Seated under a black scaled tree whose leaves shiver, fall and rustle in tonight's billowing wind …
Brethren, I've vacated this home of chaos you'd call life/ friends shouldn't pat me on the back &am…
Make cheating your favorite And put secret at your safety Let lies be the fuel To your love vehicle …
dear grief, I didn't leave you at the docks because I forgot you I didn't walk with scraggy legs m…
We sit in cancer ward unworried about covid-19, possessed by a more consuming foe. We do not look at others…
THE UNWANTED CHILD Dumped in the waste bin/ Amidst the filthy garbages/ Disposed like an egg timber/ Boiled wit…
Perfect Insecurities Digress beautiful lady, Consumed by insecurity Blinded by media Don’t fall to obscuri…
||| ||| ||| Cover Image Credit: ©Yula Schuster MEET THE POET: …
Lord, i know it's a sin to speak against my country, to write about a country that has never mourned fo…