3 Poems by Holly Day
Missing Children I smile at the small boy with the large eyes and the dark hair that lives in my refrigerator this …
Missing Children I smile at the small boy with the large eyes and the dark hair that lives in my refrigerator this …
There are many hot days in July. There are many hot days in July that are unable to decide whether they are …
Suicide Girls looked urban, but they came from nowhere. Alabama, Texas, Iowa. America, basically. They grabbed a camera, snapped a Polaroid in …
I had to unblock the fucking toilet! There was simply no two-ways about it, the toilet was blocked and it had to …
NEVER A MANTRA for Franz Wright A migraine was taking everything, save for the last Hydrocodone which he popped, washing it down …
Cocoon Delta Smoke Place the coils round the handrail, round the stern. Round the glow burns, round and round, then …
A Single Subject All my poems are about her, Even the ones before we met, When I was just waiting, …
My name is Eleonora Gadducci, I am a self-taught Italian photographer and illustrator of 23 years. I am inspired by everything that …
most days i feel like an empty room or else a suitcase on an endless spin in foreign places. heavy with ages, …
R.E.M. sometimes at night in the dark, the very middle of the night i think i see a sixteen year …