By Jonel Abellanosa In my mind’s deep space. Blood is the song’s vessel. Aware, I let light lead across my circulatory system – a tree to songbirds. Weightless, I draw the sky, echo my will, moon I still don’t see real. Lift in my ribcage, love. I rise higher than crowns, horizon showing the line.Continue reading “Etheric Plane”
Category Archives: Poetry
Biology of Consciousness
the Akashic Field – bodies of words
brain’s neural networks light …
At a Crosswalk
by Alexander Lazarus Wolff
I saw a man in a dream. His tweed
jacket was threadbare along…
I Dreamt We Went to See Dokken
by Ace Boggess
We stood in line,
noting the band’s name on the marquee.
1980’s pop metal- big hair…
In A Cell
by Ace Boggess
Three times. Same guy, faceless.
Guards kept dragging him off…
A Shanty for Siobhan
By Dominic Silvestri
I have a tale to tell you, come gather round sailors…
Shallow Breathes
by Sarah Brownstein
Hearts beating
Slow and steady…
Haze and Night
by Yuu Ikeda
Haze says to night,
…
10 p.m
by Yuu Ikeda
10 p.m.
is the time
when I can be…
Overwhelming a Ghost
by Anonymous
the creaks of a radiator we are sitting on that doesn’t quite work anymore…