Ol’ Bloody Brush… by Bogdan Dragos

Picture taken from Pinterest the old man stank but he stank more of booze and cheap tobacco than filth his mouth missed a lot of teeth and his eyes would never look in the same direction at once but worst of all were his hands Now those were really messed up He claimed he had…

Whisper… by Francisco Hernández

Photography: Hernández, Francisco (Whisper) Some call it wind, others say fire; Some hold it sacred, others have No regard for it. A whisper Screaming right and left of the sword, Dripping from the hand of God or Devil. Life—faith and myth—trail of Combustion in a timeless grave Faithful to its own acquiescence, Setting ablaze Heaven…

Homework… by Jorge Aldegunde

Picture taken from Pinterest We’ve been told at school to draw and colour our family. I’ve thought of asking my parents for some help with the instructions but, as of lately, they just look sad and gloomy, they never want to be bothered. Mum’s always late from the evening shift at the factory, while dad…

From sand to ashes… by Bogdan Dragos

Picture taken from Pinterest It started with sand from the sandbox and because it felt good and they weren’t bothered by it getting into all kinds of places they kept at it and eventually upgraded to cigarette ashes They were making love in a bed full of them and it didn’t bother neither Ashes were…

A wedding announcement… by Jorge Aldegunde

Picture taken from Pinterest ‘This is our kind of family,’ I said. ‘We’re a bit like this: cheerful and rowdy. I can’t think of a better chance.’ *** At around three o’clock in the morning, my grandpa Amos goes along with his gastronomic tales. Uncle John has had us pose for pictures countless times –such…

Gustatory… by Quinny Martínez

Picture taken from Pinterest Your warm tongue caressing the folds of my groin, while your eyes sway on the pleasure of your taste buds. The alkaline taste mixed with the copper you were talking about… Your saliva feels powerfully wet, crackling in the silence corrupted by your infectious moan. mmm…! The smell of your breath…

Unlovable trash… by Bogdan Dragos

Picture taken from Pinterest well there’s plenty of cutesy names to call one’s children but his was ‘unlovable trash’ He remembered it from the time he was in the crib They held him there for longer than most parents held their kids in cribs. Though only dad called him so because he constantly claimed he…

Running with the Geese by Francisco Hernández

Art taken from Pinterest: Artist is unknown, but references the initials and date of “SJC 78” Imposingly stands in time Cheam while, From under a thin lay’r of frost morning Whispers. Leafless trees, naked nests, mourning Voices of old along the way knit, mile After mile, the untold stories rustling In the wind. Silently the…

Feel… by Quinny Martínez

Picture taken from Pinterest Feel Little path of roses, center of the world … Highway,  privilege of earthly goddesses. Powerful women. spliced theater, imaginary of virgin gentlemen… Cool in summer. Winter fire. Red point of mine once again.  Floral cobblestone landscape:  black, purple,  green and… almost sky blue… *** Visit the author’s blog at: https://erosenguardia.wordpress.com/

INOCENT with a single ‘N’… by Bogdan Dragos

Picture taken from Pinterest Some daughters love their fathers a bit too much and their mothers not enough This father was a cop, the type that deals with the nasty cases and he often came home drunk. Alcohol did help, he said and drank some more on the couch and sometimes drank until he passed…

Gods by Jorge Aldegunde

Picture taken from Pinterest It was no longer a living planet, albeit the oblate spheroid, slightly flattened at the poles, would shine quite as new. It was full of a magnificent blue and he loved the white spirals that ornamented its surface here and there. He wondered, though, what it would feel like to breathe…

Forward… by Quinny Martínez

Picture taken from Pinterest. Title: Golden Rain. Author: Anna Bezlubaya Burning chest … Upright they receive the manna that falls from heaven.  Keeping their watch expectant. Tits… drunk and swimming in consecrate wine;  looking straight ahead. Massive destruction weapons. Free, feminine, independent. Synonymous of life and vanity. Course of lust and debauchery. Honey, vinegar and…

I always listen… by Bogdan Dragos

Picture taken from Pinterest He was older than me by a good eight years he felt worthy to give me life advice I agreed. It’s my personal rule. Never turn away from a tale. Listen to anything and everyone when they’re willing to share. Following the advice is another matter but listening to it I…

Embers by Jorge Aldegunde

Picture taken from Pinterest Peace has settled back in the place. The previous dweller, though, became an unbearable presence and pushed me hard; I had to let out the best of my varied repertoire. The guy would love to have never-ending parties, only too often developing in crazy bacchanals and depraved orgies. The very last…

Waist… by Quinny Martínez

Picture taken from Pinterest: “Kink Hug” by Samarel Cascades of emotions furrow the contour of your figure; throbbing all the way to my back, splitting the channel of lust. Iron and leather chest scented with vanilla… Effervescence and defiance. Kisses well given,  punishment and reward… Red point. Beginning of the long-awaited death. furtive sex with…

For better or Worse by Francisco Hernández

Artist: Afremov, Leonid (Ringing Kiss) Taken from Afremov.com He’d been working for nearly ten hours on a project that would set him apart from his peers. Besides, it would give Global Shares the edge in the financial world, one step ahead of its competitors. Michael turned off the lights, then sharply pulled the doorknob behind…

Not too many horizons… by Bogdan Dragos

Picture taken from Pinterest Not too many horizons when you live in a small home with small windows and thick blinders and only face the smoky ceiling as you sit sprawled on the bed, bottle in hand, more empty than full, cigarette between fingers, more ashes than light. Work starts only the day after tomorrow…

Who Wants to Travel to Outer Space?… by Jorge Aldegunde

Picture taken from Pinterest ‘The referee added some fourteen minutes.’ That’s all I could utter in a low, subdued tone. The guy just raised an eyebrow; he was a professional in the art of casting doubt in contestants’ minds, and mine proved no exception. With an insolent smile, he would keep timing under perfect control…

Vulvagination… by Quinny Martínez

Picture taken from Pinterest Embracing your presence, absorbing the life that you give to me … Holding tight to the sweet turbulence of your laugh. Thinking loud, focus on myself, stuck between your fire. Divine vulva… Guide me to the center of pleasure… Resurrect me with the fiery red of your art, that is also…