New Poem in issue #2 of the "Darkness Dreaming" zine series. Head to darknessdreaming.com for purchasing.

 

Coffee Rings

Coffee rings

Coffee stains

Past people

Moving on

We laugh, and laugh, and laugh,

Lovers’ breakfast

Drug of choice

Mood Swings

Ruined furniture

Remember the coasters.

Kiss and make-up

Clinging to a cup

Escape the cold

Dunk, and Dunk, and Dunk,

Awaiting the aroma of

Coffee beans brewing

More for two

Too much for one,

Remember the coasters.

Double the rings

Daily routines

    Starting Over, and Over, and Over,

A Time to go

A Time to stay

Drink some more

Never put away

For the love of God,

Please use a coaster.

I don’t want your rings,

The promises people bring

With a cup of coffee.

Let’s go to a café

Sip tea instead

Leave rings

Where they’re not permanent

And call this,

a Temporary relationship.

-Angela C. Quincey 

New poem published in the Darkness Dreaming Zine

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Illustrations by Lydia Burris

Poem by myself Angela C. Quincey 

 

'Pool Jets' published in the " I Speak My Truth" zine edition of "Oh! A Zine About Wanking"

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Adrift

                           The Seagulls follow me, wherever I go.

                                      I see them in parking lots

                 pecking at the leftover overflow of human consumption. 

           They follow me to the  || jagged edge||  of where land meets sea. 

                         

  I watch as they dive into the blue unknown.

                    They offer their wings to take my tired body home

                                               but I am too heavy,

                                                                                              to be carried, away                                                       

                                           from this foreign place

                           where the gulf seaside, engulfs the gulls cries,

                                                   and smothers 

                                                      my own.

                                                                                                             -Angela C. Quincey 

Creative Collaborating with my cuz. She did an amazing job with these zines! They are ready and hot off the press ! A little poem of mine happens to be snuck inside this first issue 😛 Head on over to http://darknessdreaming.com/ to snag yourself a copy.

New Year, New Zine, New Publication !

My cousin Lydia Burris has started her own zine "Darkness Dreaming". I was lucky enough to snag a page with a new little poem of mine nestled in between some of her ink paintings. Head on over for pre orders and start your new year supporting local artists !

http://darknessdreaming.com/