Feature | Poetry

The Break-Up By JazRob & Herstun

You don’t trust me, so you’re not honest with me. I expect you to trust me. I never expect anyone to trust me.  I’m usually the one trying to figure out how to convince people to trust me. But not you… Can’t you see? I expect you to trust me. Because I trust us.  Truly.  […]

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Feature | Poetry | Wilde Thoughts

Plain Pain By W.D. Herstun

Plain Pain Just pain. No window. All shame. Blood flow & Red brain. Nothing but Plain pain. Like watching the slow drop of any drain. It drips into your veins. Commanding your blood flow. And dragging your soul Low. Splitting skulls on the concrete, until the red meat shows. Or do you show blue in […]

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