A Failed Prediction  There always seemed a brightened,yet greying hue to this room,as your feet danced in a muchmore sturdy rhythm than mine,the bricked-up fireplace havingan easier time breathing tha...

A door handle rattle,  that chimes louder  than that splinted grandfather clock;  it's twisted pendulum  slightly knocking  the left side,  ...

Lothlorien Poetry Journal Edited by Strider Marcus Jones Poet - Publishes poetry and fiction online and in print periodically. https://lothlorienp

In deserts and abandoned buildings, the mask of rhetoric is folded neatly into tablecloths and rolling mats; formed from flags, peeled from ...

Jonathan Butcher is a poet based in Sheffield, England. He has had work appear in various print and online publications including, The Morning Star, Mad Swirl, Drunk Monkeys, The Transnational, The…

A clarity of reversed cluttering,  those damaged ornaments, layers of dust nestled into cracks, each speck a decade older  than the last; a ...

A stumble in stating a case, the click of pens and laptop keys, that echo against the unbearable  silence, a contrast of hierarchy, that sta...

they scrape what is left with fingers stained with blood and lint, another excuse preached through a sermon of semantics,