When night’s shadows no longer subside Autumn declares it has arrived The summer light now fades away Bringing with it shorter days Leaves of red soar to and fro As they clatter down the road Green fades to orange and …
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When night’s shadows no longer subside Autumn declares it has arrived The summer light now fades away Bringing with it shorter days Leaves of red soar to and fro As they clatter down the road Green fades to orange and …
Haikus of Finding Lostlost in a forestfor the last 5 hoursmeditations with treeswomen exhale smoke in Spainstep over glass on Irish streetsWhere do I fly next?reading Lorde alonein the black night silencelaundry spins in the machine188 days backpacking2 more remainlover …
We’ve received a number of exceptional submissions, and Parley’s Copy Editor, Tswana Caine picked some of her favorites (in no particular order). The Goblin Shack Ganker by Kirk Thomas I’ve chosen this piece because I was instantly captivated by the sensory language at …
We’ve received a number of exceptional submissions, and Parley’s Editor in Chief, Camille Liptak has picked some of her favorites (in no particular order). When She Realized the Universe Was on Her Side by Lache S. Man, oh man do …
If you don’t crack jokes on Twitter about Avoiding your writing by being on Twitter,Are you even a writer?What did people do before the internet?Jane Austen wrote letters instead of chapters,Took long walks past fields and seashores,Exchanged gossip with her neighbors.Lord …
HOUSE When my house burned down, I built myself into a house. I wanted to understand. WATER I thought I found your body underwater Near the lake you were born in. It was only a reflection— It’s hard for me …
You said you’d marry meon Beltane,the Gaelic May Day,when life and earthare at their peak.You said I’d be your Flora,your goddess of Spring,we’d exchange hands and we’ d exchange rings;You said you’d merrily marry me,and forever bemy Jack-in-the-Green.I said I’d jump …
In the city full of misery There were people in the ferry They were glad and about to celebrate They did not know about their inevitable fate They felt hilarious to buy the ferry tickets But the man was greedy who found nuggets “This is too …
She, who loves me despite of my flaws and imperfections,She, who never left my side even just for a second,She, who put smile and happiness in my bad days,She’s one of my dogs, and her name’s Cleo.Her short tail that …
Michele Battiste is the author of Waiting for the Wreck to Burn (Trio House, 2019), Uprising ( Black Lawrence, 2014), and Ink for an Odd Cartography ( Black Lawrence, 2009). She is also the author of several chapbooks, including Left: Letters to Strangers (Grey Book, 2014). Her …