Gnashing Teeth Publishing

| words that get in your teeth

Like a Thrashing Hurricane by Douglas G Cala

An influx of pure, unbridled, misbegotten rage
Manifests like metastasized cancer, caught too late, cannot operate
Negligible chance of survival, options weighed

The scales of justice can no longer protect us,
Too much impunity as vandals wreak havoc on Capitol Hill,
Something straight out of The Day After Tomorrow or Olympus Has Fallen,
The most exaggerated disaster-epics are coming into fruition in our daily society
Director Roland Emmerich would say he told us so
He is one of the prophets whose films continue to turn profits

Bloodied carcasses trampled over by passionate dissenters,
You can hear the crack of ribs, the labored breaths, crimson coughs, the blood spatter patterns

indicate this is straight up homicide, domestic terrorism unraveling at a commensurate rate
Never mind this scene that swells for hours, law enforcement curiously late to the scene
Makes you think if this was an inside job, the powers that be are the inside men
Too easy to blame the cheese-eating rats, those who would turn over and sell his brother up the river to protect his own skin

Let us awaken when all this concludes,
We must wipe the collective dust from our eyelids,
An inaugural ceremony on the horizon

Goodnight, Taj Mahal by Andre Peltier

Deep below earth, clay and sand, deep below roots and aquifers, it lies in wait. Like that silent coyote stalking her white-tailed deer through the brush, it waits patiently and

contain by Megan Cartwright

verb past tense: contained; past participle: contained 1. have or hold (someone or something) within. Similar: hold carry To have and to hold in our own microcosm, constructed of hope.

Listening to Words by Mona Mehas

Listening to words out of touch cross lily pads, one to the next my rules, a tiny picture frame debt of honor, repay the gift. Headlights illuminate the path listening

Blooming by Elizabeth Gade

Some days are easy and some days are exhausting the days you have to dig through the muck inside take more hits than a heavyweight prize fighter cling to life

Pomegranate Rose by Laura Peña

I want to feed this delicacy To my concubine A tiny spoonful at a time I want to watch the luscious sorbet Linger on the tip of her tongue Melt

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