A Walk in The City of Dogma
BY MATTHEW FORD In a city which was dead. In which continued to crawl on its stomach with shallow breaths and bleeding wounds. In the end, nothing would be left … Continue reading
As I Recline
BY THEO As I recline on pillow slip softlyOr stir in stillness of a new day’s morn,I contemplate my lack of ipseity,Like a fatherless Christ I am forlorn. Even a breath … Continue reading
The Thing About Life…
BY NAMS Part 1The colours which the world had yet to offer Darkness. something that has become a part of me.something that ushers in an epitome of disgust, hate and … Continue reading
Only a Dreamer
BY MARTA LERENO I am a dreamer, who sees everything in a different viewSometimes it looks like I have a fever,which has not the proper cure. I dream awake, looking … Continue reading