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Introduction to Abyss & Apex Poetry, Issue 55

Introduction to Abyss & Apex Poetry, Issue 55

We are proud to present another slate of talented poets from coast to coast and around the world for your reading pleasure beginning with a bizzaro prose poem “Ghost Parade” by Shannon Rampe (Alexandria, VA), which segues nicely into kind of a love poem, “He Promised Me […]

Dark With Secrets

Freya Pickard

Dark With Secrets

Silver coat shining, horn gleaming Unicorn strides through grassy plains, Liquid eyes dark with secrets.

He scents the air for smell of grain To avoid mankind. He, with his Silver coat shining, horn gleaming.

He cries to the stars, he will deign To converse with the moon with his Liquid […]

I went to the asteroid to bury you

Richard Larson

I went to the asteroid to bury you because the world had too much color in it.

I took a grimy tourist shuttle, where the seatbacks played grainy footage of the moon landing

and androids named Buzz and Neil served tubes of orange juice.

When I tore mine open with my teeth, the […]

Red

Shawna Lenore Kastin

Red

She was like cream, they thought, new snow and the white buds of spring. She would never follow crooked paths through the trees or bury her head in a stranger’s lap. She would never take candy and leave a trail of crumbs through the pink fields. They didn’t know she had […]

Pseudopod

Karen Bovenmyer

Pseudopod After Lovecraft’s Dunwich Horror

The skin was thickly covered with coarse black fur, and from the abdomen a score of long greenish-grey tentacles with red sucking mouths protruded limply

And from the abdomen a score of long cries reverberated in the air, shivering with sucking mouths protruding limply kissing empty […]

He Promised Me the Moon

Marge Simon

He Promised Me the Moon

I came here hoping this world would suffice, but all I met were flimsy ghosts playing with fractals and logistics, as meaningless as gossip –until him.

He hired me as his model, even promised me the moon before his wife’s death. I wasn’t planning on this, to know […]

Ghost Parade

Shannon Rampe

Ghost Parade

We march in shadow parades, in masks reflecting the fullness of the universe, our eyes the light of moons, our tongues frogs and snakes. Our ancestors walk behind us–ghosts of ghosts.

Our skeletons are on the outside now. We tap out the beat of our stride on our bones. At our […]

Introduction to Abyss & Apex Poetry, Issue 55

Introduction to Abyss & Apex Poetry, Issue 55

We are proud to present another slate of talented poets from coast to coast and around the world for your reading pleasure beginning with a bizzaro prose poem “Ghost Parade” by Shannon Rampe (Alexandria, VA), which segues nicely into kind of a love poem, “He Promised Me […]

Why I Stay Up Late in August

Marri Champié

Why I Stay Up Late in August

We imagine each year the Perseids come to us, so we lie on the lawn and gaze upward, wrapped in a quilt, to the delight of the dogs who believe we’ve come there just to be with them. and listen to the drone of mosquitoes over […]