11Jun 2015 Brittany Zedalis

Thunder

those days spent gliding through the streets rubber on concrete and distant laughter with the sun bearing down on our backs you once told me you loved me on a... Read More
editors note:

We are the thunder, heard after Death’s lightning strike. (We welcome Brittany to our crazy congress of Contributing poets with this submission. Read more of her madness, including another new one, seeking sparks, on her new page – check it out!) – mh clay

17Jun 2014 Brittany Zedalis

Seize the Day

radio playing, laughter transforms into screams, metal crunching and closing in, a flash of red hair, or is it blood the smell of dirt and smoke, hands pull me from... Read More
editors note:

No matter how gruesome or painful, each day is yours – grab on! – mh clay

4Apr 2014 Brittany Zedalis

This poetry

This poetry brings life from death It raises souls from their deep despair It speaks the words formed with mute lips Giving breath to suffocating lungs A manifestation of nightmares... Read More
editors note:

The first word spoken, created this whole mad swirl. Poets have created life from words ever since. – mh clay