We perched atop an empty plinth With each other to lean against Lust between our lips Your voice sweet enough To reach the spot inside of me That ached for something true Didn’t want to get down too soon, But you moved too smooth. Your skin wore the moon in ink, and I […]
You have no power here, Death has no dominion, And though as life, you appear, We see through the haze, your lies. You are truly a cage, And to those of us with open eyes, A cage is death. Freedom is our dominion, Rather than your so called love. Your love is a numbing […]
If you like Julia’s poetry, be sure to check out some of Big Easy Magazine’s earlier published poems here and here!
Her Green Thumb Heals the land she graces, Her open heart, Loves the people she faces. Her laugh, Her voice, Her smile, Lift up the spirits of all the folks. Her flawless sense of style, Is matched only by her wit, Bespoke. She is of the Earth, Yet she is of spirit. Hers is […]
The dull ache Behind these eyes, In this jaw If only for the sake Of this disguise, Face rubbed raw. Dragging feet Day by day, Through brambles, Broken glass And sharpened clay. My soul is weary And needs rest. Peace, Always outside my reach, Though I try my best To grasp fickle joy, A […]
So do our walls, The wetlands die, Amidst the calls, For environmental reforms, For stricter relations, Anything to save us, From the conquering worms, This gulf. This river. This sea. Rising up around us, until our precious boot, Ceases to be. Only by boat, Can you reach us any longer, Our earthen moat, These levees […]
Glory. Failure. These are the only options. Well not really. There are actually many possibilities in between. Glory and failure just seem to be the most exciting experiences to talk about. However, the elusive awesomeness of the hybrid, glorious failure, is always worth recounting. Over the next several pages, or about half an hour of […]
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