His words are slivers of glass in her soul.His slap is wrath of winter on her skin.His silence is a mess of blackness in her head. She was hostage between existing and livingbetween knowing the path and walking the pathbetween chaos and peaceNo more. She collected fragmentsof bravery. Gingerly weaving themlike heirlooms passed through the…
Author: Zorina Frey
Writer. Publisher. Performance Artist
This poem will see you now
EC Poetry & Prose Member These days when stray citizens request or even claim to require civil political discourse with the entity currently identified as Blair, they encounter my AI receptionist-bot Gordon who politely informs them I am out of the country and no one knows when I will return. Gordon has a…
Second star to the right
The boy never grows upThe tantrums never end Age shrivels the bronze Mediterranean faceYears widen the once chiseled midsection The falsehoods he paints, the games he cheatsThe skeletons he hides, the secrets he keeps A. lost boy. a Malevolent man. By Christine Mooney – Trinity, Florida – United States Chris is a lifelong New Yorker…
Everybody Loves the News
Texas scientists bringing mammoths back to life shuffling new mouse. Qatar Airways flight large woman dies midair singing Patti Cake. Police highway chase suspects no black swan today White swan, seized with grace. Gold toilet artwork two million, five minutes flat snatched like Houdini. Sinkhole swallows car; not safe down the rabbit hole; Paw Patrol…
We: At Risk
EC Poetry & Prose Member No matter how many toothy words you rip out of governmental manuals all the risks will remain & you know down deep what we mean by this. If you forbid words or deny their truth or redefine them to rationalize evil intended…
Modern Poetry
“No offense,” she said, /
“but I don’t /
like poetry.” / – Poetry by Amanda Valerie Judd.
Dancing on Diamonds
break-ups don’t always make me think about dying /
but they always make me think about dying alone… Poetry by Lindsay-Rose Dunstan
Mr. Bad Ass and other poems by Jane Ellen Glasser
…a magic button / for eruption //… Poetry by Jane Ellen Glassner.
Book Review |”Where Dark Things Grow,” Chilling Gothic Horror
If you don’t mind sitting for hours with a clenched bottom, this book is for you! | Where Dark Things Grow by Andrew K. Clark
NEW! Volume 8 Cover
While 45 Mag began as a women’s literary magazine, it has since evolved into a poetry magazine for every kind of poet. So, we’re celebrating our Volume 8 Cover to reflect this. Submit your poetry today! #poems #poetry #monologues #spokenword #song #soliloquy
Building A Better Scarecrow
“Place your arms into the air,/
as if holding up the moon/
or light’s gracile embrace.” ~Bruce McRae
All the Rivers
from Jackson to Memphis, from Helena to Clarksdale,/
pour their stories into the Delta,/
their sorrows into the redemption of song.//
All the rivers run to the Mississippi.
~Clifford Bernier
45 Magazine Poetry Journal 