C.X.Turner

torn tent…
teeth marks on the ground
fading into night

— C.X.Turner

tapping out –

death’s countdown begins

with each finger that moves

— C.X.Turner

Joshua St. Claire

pink mist
your stillness as we enjoy
one last dawn

— Joshua St. Claire

Chad Lee Robinson

snow in bark crevices--
a hidden owl 
calling to my ghosts 

— Chad Lee Robinson

unknown caller--

the eyes of the cat clock

back and forth

— Chad Lee Robinson

Kimberly Kuchar

his toothy smile
a bloodstain hidden
by a diamond cufflink

— Kimberly Kuchar

Mark Gilbert

mingling with goths
on street corners
an old haunt

— Mark Gilbert

Tracy Davidson

morgue at midnight 
a corpse 
reclaims his organs

— Tracy Davidson

Sharon Ferrante

belladonna…
his hands go limp
around my throat

— Sharon Ferrante

Vishal Prabhu

regrowing
behind his head—
termite lines 

— Vishal Prabhu

late Sunday evening

the ceiling fan’s hum

picks up a drawl

— Vishal Prabhu

Robin Smith

a blood spell the dark wind rolls in

— Robin Smith

born of blood blushing phantom

— Robin Smith

John Hawkhead

night terrors
finding the cold remains
of a snapped key

— John Hawkhead

last star the dead of night

— John Hawkhead

Richard L. Matta

cooking class
a pointing finger
starts macerating

— Richard L. Matta