Linda M. Crate… I Want to Break You

Posted on February 14, 2016 by randomlyaccessedpoetics

i want to break you

i want to break you into all the hearts

you shattered, and slam your

spaceship into saturn

make you dizzy on her rings;

and then when you think it can’t get any worse

have jupiter’s eye swallow you whole—

you have little regard for anyone’s emotions

except your own,

and you utter lies of insincerity and play

mind games that are dizzying and cruel and so

i want to rid the world of your presence

no one deserves to be broken into all the stained

glass pieces that you shattered my heart

into—

you fancied yourself a wolf,

but wolves are loyal;

you’re just a dishonest fox that hasn’t grown into his

fur yet,

and i hope a hunter skins you for your hide

because as beautiful as it is your soul and heart are blacker

than obsidian or coal;

if you thought you were going to crash my ship

submerge my body until i drowned so you could steal my dreams

think again—

like a phoenix i rose from my ashes

maybe one day heaven will let me burn you.

Linda M. Crate is a Pennsylvanian native born in Pittsburgh yet raised in the rural town of Conneautville. Her poetry, short stories, articles, and reviews have been published in a myriad of magazines both online and in print. Recently her two chapbooks A Mermaid Crashing Into Dawn (Fowlpox Press – June 2013) and Less Than A Man (The Camel Saloon – January 2014) were published. Her fantasy novel Blood & Magic was published in March 2015.

Copyright © 2016 by Linda M. Crate

Margaret Elysia Garcia… Negotiations

Posted on August 31, 2014 by randomlyaccessedpoetics

Negotiations

I put on the red dress

and the leopard fur collar

and I know already

it’s for me, it’s not for you,

but it’s Friday night

and Mom is watching the kids

and we’ll go through this charade

of working on it

whatever it is that’s suppose

to keep us together

to keep us a family

for how much longer

til they have diplomas in their hands

and resentment in their hearts.

We keep looking to make it work

but the engines are running

the wheels are turning

the lights are glowing

it’s just that no one’s home

it’s just that no one’s here.

I meet up with you and you’ve

showered and cut your hair.

It looks romantic and sexy

and the dinner won’t be bad:

We’ll eat from each other’s plates

and pay from each other’s bank account

all things equal; all things fair

all things sleepy; all things square.

I want to tell you that I quit looking

I want to tell you to keep on—

You might find her yet,

whomever she is that can look

you straight in the eye and sigh sweetly.

My love is tainted;

but you should have known that

a decade plus,

you should have known that.

If you wanted to find

the good time

the good mother

the good lie

the good truth

the good house

the good home

well I’m your woman, I suppose.

But you want the heart, the wife,

the everything I can’t.

Pushcart nominee Margaret Elysia Garcia is a fiction and creative non-fiction writer and poet based in Northern California. She’s a contributing editor for the newly relaunched Hip Mama Magazine. She also does private writing coaching as well as a memoir writing workshop in Quincy and Chester, California.

Ratio… by Paige Edenfield

Posted on June 2, 2013 by randomlyaccessedpoetics

Ratio

I have nothing for you

Not a single care.

Not one to give, not one to lend.

I am diminished of patience

And I’m finding it extremely difficult

To occupy the same space as you.

Simply because I want to strangle you

And love you

And hate you

All at once.

But

always

love

you

Paige Edenfield is an aspiring young poet from an old tun-down mill town in Georgia. She’s a college student, an avid runner and she believes that if you can’t annoy at least one person with what you’re writing, there’s little point in writing. Her one, young foolish hope in this life is that one day her words will be influential ones.

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