The Devil's Quill

Guava

Hannah Zhang

December 18, 2018

Filed under Lit Mag, Poetry

guava tiny little watermelon-lime wrinkly light green old woman skin ruddy pink flesh with off-white seeds guava i don’t know what you taste like i’ve only ever smelled you as a candy and found you on Image...

Puppet Strings

Ryan Hargy

December 18, 2018

Filed under Lit Mag, Poetry

Puppet strings, they dance above                                                                          Suffocating, like a strangled dove.                                         ...

Darkness Dancing Down

Mia Porraro

December 17, 2018

Filed under Poetry

Follow the beaten road Where flickering street lights line the way There you will find none who dare be around With rain pouring and darkness dancing down On the other side of the wooden doors nature cries Darkness holds every corn...

the garden of life

Erin Flaherty

December 17, 2018

Filed under Lit Mag, Poetry

The world is dirt Yet I’ve seen the greatest of flowers Spring up from its soil   And she was the loveliest flower. From the broken earth she bloomed And grew into something so much more Than ...

Carambola

Carambola

December 17, 2018

silver thread

Hannah Zhang, Poetry Contributor

December 14, 2018

Filed under Poetry

a caterpillar inches along my windowsill. thunder murmurs in the distance, excited by the pattering of gray rain. he is small and brown, with lint stuck to his belly, and it looks as if half of him is gone, limping along the ro...

Savannah

Lael keller

December 14, 2018

Filed under Lael Keller's Poetry (Poetry Editor)

The lion lies In hopes someday It will grow wise The lion dies But the lion will again Rise Sunset dreams Prior to Midnight screams Anger gleams Through mellow River streams Here comes The tidal wave From the...

August Breeze

Lael Keller

December 14, 2018

Filed under Lael Keller's Poetry (Poetry Editor), Poetry

His mane blows in the August breeze lurking for prey he’ll never seize he won’t stop once to take a breath let his breath be the cause of his untimely death the sun glows dimmer, deep in the sky It's almost time for...

Hello, Night

Lael Keller

December 14, 2018

Filed under Lael Keller's Poetry (Poetry Editor), Poetry

Deep in the desert on a desert dune Under the setting sun and a rising moon a snake slithers slyly And ever so quiet on a mid-summer’s day far from a riot It’s eyes glow green and a hiss fills the air in a place...

What Happens in the Woods

Lael Keller

December 14, 2018

Filed under Lael Keller's Poetry (Poetry Editor), Lit Mag

Beneath the walls of seldom somber And rows of thickly knitted woods Through the clearing so very narrow One will lie asleep if ever one could The depths of darkness and seamless shadows Where God knows the world won’t...

The Bird and The Child

Lael Keller

December 14, 2018

Filed under Lael Keller's Poetry (Poetry Editor)

Once a bird was soaring high In the brilliant blue sky Spotting love with it’s gleaming eye The bird turned left one sunny day And soared for long, up, up and away And never once did it sway Until the sky turned slight...

Snowy Night

Lael Keller

December 14, 2018

Filed under Lael Keller's Poetry (Poetry Editor)

The snow started softly but swiftly it quickened a tip-toe to a sprint light soon to be thickened A magical air a moonlight breeze a whistle so fair From the evergreen trees the snowflakes fall More rapidly so Knowing...

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