Hi. I found you in the Poets Market. Took a look at the blogspot thing but didn't really see any kind of reference to a magazine. Are you still taking submissions? If so, I'd love to submit. I liked quite a bit of what I read on the blog.
Looking forward to hearing from you.
Thanks.
Alicia Winski
Hourglass
Old lace
Fine wine
Brushed silk
The world mine
Life simply sweet
No cares or
Tribulations
No deeper meanings
Unpleasant revelations
A time of few trials
Little discontent
When I dreamt my
Girlish dreams
And I knew
What love meant...
Now with dreams
Shattered
My hourglass lay
Scattered
In shards
Around my feet
Blended
With the
Dissipating
Sands of time
While the
Soft ashes
Of my lost
Loves
Swirl gently
Around me
Like feathers
Dancing
In the wind...
Little Red Riding Hood
I can see your eyes
Watching me
Where ever I go
Hungry
Wanting
Piercing
Haunting
Covetous and
Oh…
…so frightening…
I can feel the heat
From your fingers
Aching to
Touch me
Break me
Teeth sharpened
Read to devour
And take me
Swallowing me
…whole…
Your Lips licked in
Lusty satisfaction
Gorged and plumped
With the extraction
Of the last vestige
Of privacy and
Innocence I
Held onto
Brutally ripped
From me
The fragile emotional
Virginity
I had retained
Remained
Deliberately
Untouched now
Sullied
Soiled by the
Impurity of
Avaricious
Desires...
My blood runs cold feeling
Your lustful need
The avaricious greed
To feed on me
Radiating
Vibrating
In the air around me
The main dish for your
Solitary table….
Will you eat me whole
Or slice me up into
Bite sized pieces
Tender morsels
Sinfully flavored to
Savor at your leisure?
With nowhere to hide
I crawl inside myself
A frightened little girl
Hoping not to be seen
A Little Red Riding Hood
Trembling in fear
From the big bad wolf
Knowing that he’s
Not just near but
Arrived and
Here knocking…
…at my door…
