Tag Archives: creative writing
Reflections Through a Broken Mirror ~ Danny Cassidy
That the body can conduct its choir
of heavy robes the concert of the mind
winter branches budding into praise
& the coda opens
its mouth
of longing—
in wait for the arms to drop.
Of Certain Acrobatics ~ Matthew Kosinski
He came early in the backseat:
She still splayed like shock; like love;
like the chrysalis mid-metamorphic climax.
ALBA: EVE’S CONFESSION ~ Danny Cassidy
As when you wake, slowly
with tender simplicity:
a yawn, a stretch
of sinew and bone.
But it isn’t, so we aren’t ~ Matthew Kosinski
Drinking cold fruit juice out of tall, thin glasses – we bought them (the glasses) at the thrift store in Elizabeth – sweet mango flesh on her face and hands… Read more
The Man Shrouded in Snow ~ Danny Cassidy
For years you’ve been left there on the oak tree
by the fence. I’ve seen the flurry of squirrels
in spring cling at your feet, claw your bared
torso and climb the height of birds. Absurd
Paean ~ Raj Venkata
Once upon a time there was a
young writer, which might be the
worst kind of writer to be.
Runs in the Family ~ A Short Story by Danny Cassidy
The ballet shoes. She begged her mother to buy them, promised to practice every day. The grace they radiated. She would never stumble through the halls of school anymore. The children mocking at her. Her own sister in the crowd of bright laughing faces. She would practice every day.
People Often Freeze to Death ~ Matthew Kosinski
I blame you, Sylvia,
for the awfulness of a white Christmas
and the revelation (while my mother
is driving home from work)
that people often freeze to death.
