Quasi: a revision

I don’t spit polish

your buttocks,

rosy.

That’s a real problem

for you,

innit?

 

I don’t sing your hymns,

or shine lights

golden

upon your common

backside.

 

I don’t heel cos

I’m no bitch,

stricken.

No, bitch. I’m Alpha—

teeth stained brave.

 

And I don’t heed bull—

shit, girlfriend,

you blind

batty.

That’s a real problem

for a quasi

like you.

For All the Pretty Boys I’ve Loved – Kindra M. Austin

I’m published today on SD ❤️

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For all the pretty boys 2

In consequence of
grand
transgressions,
bodies bob in
putrid
tinted
water.

I captained fastest motor boats
that ran on sweat and
seminal fluids.

I did not burn down
bridges,
rather,
I set fire
to marital mattresses;
then
we all
choked on
ashes.

Yes, I captained
fastest motor
boats that ran on sweat and
seminal
fluids—
tapped the bodies,
tossed ‘em back,
collected more
to feed my whore
heart.

I’m sorry for
all the pretty boys
I’ve loved
and left in
my epic wake.


Kindra M. Austin is a very sweary indie author and editor from mid-Michigan (you can find her books here). She’s also the co-founder of Blank Paper Press, a founding member of Indie Blu(e) Publishing, founder of publishing imprint, One for Sorrow, and a writer/managing editor at Blood into Ink, and Whisper and the Roar. Austin cut her poetry teeth in April, 2016, and joined the Sudden Denouement…

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Red Tides – Christine E. Ray

Christine today on SD got me like, gaahhhh.

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blue and white capsules
ingested daily
devour my melancholy, baby
always ravenous
unsatisfied
they strip protective coating
off vulnerable neurons
leaving them raw
excitable
the faintest whisper
or intimation
that I fail to please
am not enough
makes irritation rise a
red tide
up my spinal column
forcing fluid rage
into hollows
ossification has crudely
carved into each
vertebrae
stiff-backed
bristling
lupine claws extend
gruff growl grows
low in my throat
and I am prepared
in that heartbeat
to shred tender flesh-
yours or mine-
clean to the bone


You can find Christine lurking about Brave and Reckless and Indie Blu(e) Publishing.  She is the author of Composition of a Woman and The Myths of Girlhood.

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Sister

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Sister hides

behind

brunette mantle

dyed

burgundy,

and I wonder

whether

obscured amber orbs

jammed inside her eye

sockets

are human,

or glass

beads that once belonged

to her favorite baby

doll.

 

Sister says,

I’m cursed like Mother,

and I wonder

whether

she owns vocal

cords,

or plastic mama

box

manufactured

in Japan.

 

If I shake her,

will she speak

faster?

 

Awful

lot of questions

Sister

can’t

answer

unprovoked.

 

© Kindra M. Austin

You’ve Been Careless with Her, and I Hate You – Kindra M. Austin

I’m published today on Sudden Denouement. ❤ Be sure to check out all of the other brilliant writers!

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i hate you

Ravel,
unravel,
ravel…

Travel round-stuck-about;
but pain is faceless in the stoic.

You built the road she
travels,
ravels,
unravels…

She will paint her face in rage,
enraged
at last
with your infidelity.

Infidel,
you’ve made a grievous error;
for you may not enter temple, yet
refuse to pray at altar.

And she will build new roads to
those where you’re unwelcome
while you ravel,
unravel,
ravel…

Travel round-stuck-about.


Kindra M. Austin is a very sweary indie author and editor from mid-Michigan (you can find her books here). She’s also the co-founder of Blank Paper Press, a founding member of Indie Blu(e) Publishing, founder of publishing imprint, One for Sorrow, and a writer/managing editor at Blood into Ink, and Whisper and the Roar. Austin cut her poetry teeth in April, 2016, and joined the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective in 2017. You can find more of her foul mouth at poems…

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