Poetry | Abyss & Apex

Whale Dreams

Christopher Collingwood

Whale Dreams

Music is the exhalation of emotion,a melody flowing between momentsseeping upon the edges of consciousness,like a scent rides upon memory.

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Laura Theis

writer in residence

look up: here I am my lovecan you see me waving?no of course not all you see isa pale […]

Ana C. H. Silva

The Best Way I Can Explain It

is that there are no more magic shows. I watched them as […]

Robin Gow

Supermassive

What I have left to admit involves science:how black holes can eat each other.

How two black holes can […]

Tim Kahl

Hellhound

I was damned by the pitches of the street vendors.They growled their medicine could bring a glimpse of the devil, […]

Jennifer Crow

Silk Road

Who follows the road beyond the city?Ghosts whirling dust under sunset skiesand wizard-folk sweeping the bone-strewn pathwith the long hems […]

T.D. Walker

First Generation: The Miner Writes Home to His Grandmother Regarding His Upcoming Wedding

Here there are hundreds not in […]

Eva Papasoulioti

Voyage Season

There are travelers who come back. Not many, buthope bites through bones, and your bones were alreadyfrail, eaten by […]

Patricia Gomes

Where Once We Swam She sits cross-legged on hard-packed dirt, balancing a small clay bowl atop her burnt bald head. Her spine […]

Peter Milne Greiner

Atlas of Guam

Ordinary dream: is it time to suspect this planet too is hollow and held

aloft by gods […]