Three Rejected Poems

Horns for a Head He was caught in a meditative posture a statue centuries ago with horns for a head the spirit pushing up in tremendous, roiling convulsions until it burst out in a geyser. Along the spine like a trail of excited ants, executing the graveyard dance, beautiful, lively wraithforms sketch his ethereal body … More Three Rejected Poems

If you get up, you can write this by Alex S. Johnson

“You can get up.” “Fuck off.” I rolled over. I was sick of this banter. It never ended in my favor. “You can and will get up. Pretty soon you’ll start to feel so leaden, so sticky and hot, it won’t be a choice.” “But I got the depression, man. You don’t understand.” “Ha.” Do … More If you get up, you can write this by Alex S. Johnson