Poetry For The Heartbroken

The Lie   She brought me back a lemon from Naples, So I put it in the freezer Without quite knowing why.   When the freezer broke, The lemon grew mould And I couldn’t bring myself to tell her.   Next time we met she looked at me With her citrus eyes, And I saw...

Men I’ve Loved

The times I’ve deliberately continued to play the game of crushing after realizing the final purpose of some or many men,   the only way I’d keep them a little longer alive by my side. (Men from all languages, men who own a house by the beach, men who sometimes don’t have money to take...

Saccharine Sweetheart

Somewhere between Venus and Medusa, the sickly sweet green of our saccharine sweetheart plays on the senses in an erotic dance that may leave you feeling dead. Photographed and Styled: Kelli McGuire Model: Jessica Ellis