the sieve and the sand

Leaving the wheat with the chaff. This is not your mother’s poetry.

on responsibility

by Roger Mugs

i found skateboards often stand up
under pressure quite a bit better
than i

the tick of time

by Julio Chapluzki

time keeps ticking
tick
tick
ticking away;
sucking away
everything that makes life great,
feeding off my life,
growing fat off the past
and always more greedily
consuming the future
until one day
all that i am
and all that i will be
will be consumed
and the glutted tick of time will burst,
spewing away my life.

Danger.

by saxsquatch

He’s never exactly sure why he
always forgets to check when he
starts to change lanes on the
highway

He hopes it won’t end with a
fiery explosion and a
lot of pointless casualties
but still, he leaves the driveway.

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