#poetry

  1. Thoughts On The Summer Prior

    Author: Ariah Oak

    My stomach twists into knots Boy Scouts would walk away from whenever I catch a glimpse of his face in a crowd. I become bipolar at the mere mention of his…

    Sep 27, 2013 · Ficly archive

  2. Untitled Poem #30

    Author: Ariah Oak

    I want to leave this all behind, drift away through inaction and find myself lost in an endless forest, a labyrinth from which I cannot escape. Solitude fits…

    Sep 27, 2013 · Ficly archive

  3. And To Think...

    Author: Ariah Oak

    I would punch a hole in the ozone for you, scale the largest mountain known to man, plunge to the very bottom of the Mariana Trench just so you knew that I…

    Sep 26, 2013 · Ficly archive (1)

  4. Thoughts In Old City

    Author: Ariah Oak

    Our feet slapped against uneven cobblestone paved decades ago, your ankles twisting and collapsing as they slipped between the cracks (but you kept running)…

    Sep 23, 2013 · Ficly archive

  5. Thoughts Beside A Cracked Window

    Author: Ariah Oak

    We end up falling asleep on our backs, cheeks pressed against one another, mouths agape. All sighs and heavy breathing, our chests heaving with each sleepy…

    Sep 21, 2013 · Ficly archive (1)

  6. Emily Singleton II

    Author: Ariah Oak

    I am still uneasy about heading underground into the rat infested tunnels that are home to the winding metal snakes that weave far and wide beneath the city…

    Sep 12, 2013 · Ficly archive (1)

  7. Thoughts On An Anxious Lover

    Author: Ariah Oak

    Last summer I thought I kissed the doubts right from your chapped lips. I could have sworn I did, but tonight you rolled over in bed to face the wall, curling…

    Sep 2, 2013 · Ficly archive

  8. Thoughts On The First Day Of The Rest Of Your Life

    Author: Ariah Oak

    I have both anticipated and dreaded this day, when you finally join me here, in this city that doesn’t stop and help when it knocks you down. Do not forget me…

    Aug 30, 2013 · Ficly archive

  9. For All Shall Search

    Author: Jeveux Lécrivain

    The gates of Heaven reside at one place, Not hidden in a secret chamber, Or behind a trick door, But this does not mean it is not mysterious. The gates of…

    Aug 22, 2013 · Ficly archive

  10. Thoughts I Had Looking At You Smile

    Author: Ariah Oak

    You have these gaps in your teeth when you cannot contain your smile. I think you do not know I notice such trivial things, but I pay attention when it’s the…

    Aug 19, 2013 · Ficly archive (1)

  11. Thoughts After A Talk With A Friend

    Author: Ariah Oak

    The more I think about it, the more I wonder: What would become of our dog if something were to happen to you, whether you change your mind about living…

    Aug 16, 2013 · Ficly archive (1)

  12. The Natural Balance

    Author: Jeveux Lécrivain

    Power, The only true currency. Word, The only true possession. The being possessing both, Will walk a thin line. For Evil is the brother of Good. Twins…

    Aug 13, 2013 · Ficly archive

  13. Thoughts Beside An Open Window

    Author: Ariah Oak

    This blackness is all consuming, bouncing and waving its way across my wall (not even the night light can save me now). I sit in awe as it grows larger…

    Aug 11, 2013 · Ficly archive

  14. Thoughts I'm Having In Bed

    Author: Ariah Oak

    I feel out of my body yet again, watching myself leave myself, a thin wisp of a ghost trail holding my shape. Only sound and light plunge me back to this body…

    Aug 9, 2013 · Ficly archive

  15. Maddest Of All

    Author: Ariah Oak

    Mud streaked about our bodies, caked like dirt upon our faces. Paint splattered, drawn in straight lines across cheeks and arms (markings for warriors before…

    Aug 4, 2013 · Ficly archive

  16. God. Love. Fear Of Dying

    Author: Ariah Oak

    Everything. Everything is broken. Rubble and ash laying around in pieces, smoldering. It was my home. Fall with the storm, it whispers, for many have told you…

    Aug 4, 2013 · Ficly archive

  17. Two Decades

    Author: Ariah Oak

    It took me awhile to realize that turning 40 is entering mid life, entitled to crises, existential, suffocating thoughts about dying, buying expensive cars…

    Aug 1, 2013 · Ficly archive

  18. Just A Little Thought

    Author: Ariah Oak

    I’ve pulled into the train station, carry-ons still in one piece. A man with a cardboard sign waits for me. ( “Welcome to Elsewhere” )

    Jul 27, 2013 · Ficly archive

  19. Thoughts I Had On An Evening Walk

    Author: Ariah Oak

    In the sweat choked heat of mid-July, we journeyed down this road near your house, following each bend and curve. We didn’t always need to fill the silence…

    Jul 24, 2013 · Ficly archive