Regal

  • Editor's ChoicePhoto of A Braid of Copper

    A Braid of Copper

    Curling like the mists of Avalon Entwined in shiny fractals of metal Spun by the wizened hand of the fates You—the Pearl of paradise. Washed in the molten blood of…

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  • Editor's ChoicePhoto of Pen Knives

    Pen Knives

    As scorpions that sting the venom of pain into the bloodstream of our faith. As serpents that choke the will to succeed out of the fragile bones of our being.…

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  • Editor's ChoicePhoto of Phalanx

    Phalanx

    They come as beasts of terrible burdens With poised shields and spears thrust Pricking us with death’s pointy fingers Licking up our blood like dregs of an unfinished soup. They…

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  • Editor's ChoicePhoto of Fatia

    Fatia

    She speaks of home Home of cattle-egrets and cows Of millet-mead and mare’s milk Home of barbed whips and blood. She speaks of prancing horses and dancing camels Of familial…

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  • Editor's ChoicePhoto of A Happy Kind of Rage

    A Happy Kind of Rage

    I awoke one morning in a frenzy of rage Grumbling and bubbling in bitter outrage My stony heart darker than soot All efforts to appease me rendered moot. In that…

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  • Editor's ChoicePhoto of Nimueh

    Nimueh

    Lady of the lake Primal being Majesty of twirling mists And magic waters. Lady of the lake Wondrous beast Death of dynasties And terror of men. Lady of the lake…

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  • Editor's ChoicePhoto of Lost To Self

    Lost To Self

    I am a shell of what I once was. I am an image crafted in the likeness of emptiness. I am a picture of penury. I am an eye bulging…

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  • Editor's ChoicePhoto of She

    She

    She sits cross-legged in a jaunty angle Lips blown out in a taunting pose Beautiful and sleek, she’s the winter primrose Waiting to lock your soul in a deadly mangle.…

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  • Editor's ChoicePhoto of Insatiable

    Insatiable

    Why do you ask me for more? When I’ve given all You asked me to let go of anger And for your sake I dotted my face with smiles And…

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  • Editor's ChoicePhoto of A New Death

    A New Death

    I sing a song of the ills that plague us And the dreams we are forbidden to nurture. With a mouth blistered in shame And a tongue coated in blood—the…

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  • Editor's ChoicePhoto of … So Blind a Fate

    … So Blind a Fate

    If only we had no eyes We would see the world without its disguise We would know the truths that lie dormant in darkness And life’s pleasures with abounding frankness.…

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  • MusingsPhoto of Those Furtive Stares

    Those Furtive Stares

    There is a feeling of delayed familiarity Occurring at the chance meeting of people with history. That feeling is one that can be uncomfortable after achievement For the haze of…

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  • Editor's ChoicePhoto of Oculus

    Oculus

    We are marching together in disorderly unison United to a cause that is slowly dying While hearing the faint echoes of our bitter-sweet past Through the mouth of the forest…

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  • Editor's ChoicePhoto of The Haunting It Brings

    The Haunting It Brings

    Sometimes when the rains return So returns my sanity And images of a past life pass by my eyes. I remember the smiling face And the voice that sang along…

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  • Editor's ChoicePhoto of Walking People

    Walking People

    We rise daily with weak wills and diseased bodies Entering the horror of a new day With the fears of past failures kissing our lips. We fill the streets, in…

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  • Editor's ChoicePhoto of … And After Fifteen Moons

    … And After Fifteen Moons

    Standing on the precipice of a certainly ‘wasted’ life I blindly suck the charred bones of my dead dreams. With an unseeing eye and a deaf heart The hopes of…

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