Free Verse Revolution:

My Body is a Resting Place (excerpt)

“I once dipped my fingertips in phosphorus

I was trying to learn how to be a beacon

That was before I knew I wasn’t a lighthouse

Learned that that’s too much of a burden

I am best used as cooking fire

A haven

With which to put the kettle on

Brighten a room

Warm the chill from your hands

Sit beside me

I’ll take the smoke from your eyes and weave a blanket

Hum you a lullaby of waning embers”

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Issue III: hestia (hearth and home) is available to download here.

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Submissions for Issue IV: hades (the unseen) are currently open.