by Sasha Stone | Aug 23, 2013 | Poetry, TO LOVE
Flesh makes a temporary border Lasts as long as a whisper– what separates you from me. You wrap your fingers tightly around what feels like my heart. Tongue and teeth, My well worn terrain burned out by flame, Awakened by fire, starting new. Yes. So it does....
by Sasha Stone | Aug 15, 2013 | TO MUSE, TO WRITE
Vertigo Frisco in the light of day Painted ghosts Faces half-lit through windows and necklaces, You trailed after an invisible beauty who only looked that way when you looked for me. Your shadow freed the light. A slow moving butterfly, wings trapped in honey You need...
by Sasha Stone | Jul 30, 2013 | POETS, TO WRITE
Almost There by Timothy Liu Hard to imagine getting anywhere near another semi- nude encounter down this concrete slab of interstate, the two of us all thumbs— white-throated swifts mating mid-flight instead of buckets of crispy wings thrown down hoi polloi— an army...