January 2012
2 posts
Sailors alight from blood-hued seas
regaling me with symphonies
of skull and...
– TER
December 2011
1 post
November 2011
3 posts
I don’t understand about complementary colors
And what they say
Side by...
– FA
You looked as sincere as a dog
Just as sincere as a dog does,
When it’s...
– FA
October 2011
7 posts
1 tag
September 2011
3 posts
Dark purple, autumnal clouds spill over the horizon, painting a thick, umbral...
– TE Rojewski
4 tags
August 2011
6 posts
1 tag
6 tags
3 tags
6 tags
3 tags
Pretty boy, you’re really freaking me out;
I think you’re mental,...
July 2011
8 posts
Uneducated ignorance is sad, but forgivable. Generation after generation of...
– John Lyons
June 2011
1 post
May 2011
7 posts
I’ve learned love is like a brick; it can build a house or sink a dead...
– Stefani Germanotta
Thick and wet, even the air tries to suffocate my sighs.
– T.E
My eyes transfixed,
gleaming with lore,
glassy reflections
of a planetary...
– The Man in The… by T.E. Rojewski
1 tag
Pull at the strings
with a vexing twist,
and watch the vultures
circle the...
– Lost by T.E. Rojewski
April 2011
2 posts
A Limerick Puzzle
Whether oblong, perfect, or thinning Orbs can traverse me whilst spinning. Without falter, quandary, or doubt, I’ll end at the beginning. What am I?
March 2011
7 posts
1 tag
The Morning of March 11, 2011
Time melted as I stared into the craquelure ceiling. Minutes seemed an eternity. No, not minutes… Minutes didn’t exist anymore. My only measurement of the indefinite continued progress of existence was the liquid silence engulfing my blackened bedroom.
1 tag
One thousand needles pierce my mind
Injecting a poisonous truth.
They infect...
– “Denial” by T.E. Rojewski
The Pallette
“But that color palette is so boring! It looks like something I would wear, and I’m a horribly boring individual.”
February 2011
4 posts
Untitled, by Rich & Troy
Frigid winds sang through the valley. Three days passed since we set sail.
The bitter cold was starting to make the men restless; a hypothermic insanity that could only precipitate through these harsh and bleak expanses. I looked over to port and watched a small shard of ice bob passed the frost-covered sides of our galleon.
Travel on, soldier, I thought, wondering how far the compact...