Trailing scandal like a scarf, She's lost you neatly in the crowd. And that was the easy part. Today, people ask you for your signature. Last night, you autographed her collarbone. You should really...
These days I imagine a life without you like one might imagine the seas ending – the story moves across barren landscapes flecked with the debris of dead civilizations and people live in tin...
logos lobos, twisty-tongue turbos, trend setters, go getters, trap setters, bloodletters—— howl! prey like owl—— growl! free like fowl—— scowl! be like now—— now! be like now——...
Please welcome Kyla Pasha as our newly minted regular columnist. Her column will feature both poetry and articles, with South Asia being the focus of the latter. - The Management. 1. The rivers are...
Please note that more of David King's poetry on GlobalComment can be found here. - The Management. Hell begins at six and has six lanes Damp black asphalt, slashed by hard white lines, And crawled by...
Women just have to Take care of their needs— She mends her arresting armor, She sculpts her striking sheath, She fine-tunes her fetching frame. She cannot rely on a man for everything. Men exhibit...
Wonder woman has nothing to do. Sat on her back porch with her underwear still on the outside and a beer in her hand, she knows: Metropolis is fine. The Riddler’s dead. All the vampires exploded...
They clink their empty plates every night, to inspire speculation from neighbours that they have food, that they eat too. ii. They save their best dress Not for church, not for a dance. They wear it...
We are they whose loud carousing, Tankards deep and anthems rousing Fill the inns, the drink espousing: Gentlemen of Bacchus. As on drunken nights aplenty Since before the age of twenty; Alcoholic...
Dusk comes gently here; the shadows creep Like furtive lovers,all things to enfold In arms of darkness. Luna watches bold The leisurely seduction, so to keep The rendezvous of twilight's...