Most editors are happy to answer questions regarding submissions. If a lit mag seems like a good fit for your work and it happens to be a collaboration, found poem, or other more nontraditional form, contact them via email or on other social media to ask if they are open to such forms. If you […] … Continue reading 25 Magazines accepting nontraditional poetry and creative writing
Prompt: What are some ways you go about getting your needs met? Are these practices healthy? Do they help or hinder your growth? What are some needs that are not being met or how could you change your behavior to meet all your needs in a more healthy way?
I fall like Oak leaves, sprouting bright again in spring. The winter is cold... Snow, though is water that lasts long to propel later growth.
Eyes low; heart deeper World relaxed on my shoulders I keep moving though
Wind blows me daily. Sun counts all our days alike. Still, I can't let go.
Sometimes, it breathes in me, barely concealed disconnection from the body, expanding with my inhales, blatantly tempting other with each release word written wasted, every feeling hardly harnessed proof of both my hell and of humanity How must I explain the ineffable experience of my own unbridled power, the intrinsic order of human limitlessness? …and the opposite, … Continue reading freewrite: power struggle
Even today, I swear it was me (our lips, wet shades of brown glistening in the wake of our want cocoahoneymolasses conglomerate of passionate kiss: prefervid and locking in ardor. We bore witness to crescent moons, conversation to outlive sun’s lifetimes, way of the world debated with embrace. Two wholes reborn anew were we; I … Continue reading Unrequited
sunburnt blisters on my surface, lying desolate in the tail winds of incessant regret as pustules of broken dreams fertilize these sprouts; wildflowers growing through holes in my consciousness, permeating my heart with this rage, chafing raw the sensual glow of flesh as it bleeds disdain to replace the longing for hindsights that manifest themselves … Continue reading I am a soul resisting light,…
I tie a ribbon in a foolish way, draw on the most frayed, pulling taut our damaged heart strings, hand painted with altered memories where we still laugh and wish… for the dulcet notes of deceit to cease and enough truth to get through these knots in the web we wove. I tried to undo … Continue reading Double Not
You know, you a trip Flip it and reverse it, huh? Treat me like I’m you. I’m not gonna flinch Cuz in the end we both know You chose to free me.