by Destiny Weiss | Feb 2, 2025 | 2025 January
Years of snuffling through damp grassto whiff the warm dense rot, the oaky scentof wood lice! How the nostrilsmove the legs from spicy shrubto social tree trunk lushwith fellows’ greetings. (Leaveyour own—ammoniated fame will fadeyet courtesy endure.) ...
by Destiny Weiss | Jan 31, 2025 | 2025 January
Addiction My first relapse three years wasted I recall now steady lips for “bleed yourself” but I didn’t know the blinding light That choice was a treacherous step sinking again smoldering drunk on resentment with salt in my lungs iron tight...
by Destiny Weiss | Jan 1, 2025 | 2024 December
The raincoat was a birthday gift the year I turned twelve. It came packaged in a wrapped Wanamaker’s box. She gave it to me after I finished a sandwich of bologna and mustard on Wonder. I didn’t know how she got the box, but I knew the gift wasn’t Wanamaker’s stock....
by Destiny Weiss | Nov 1, 2024 | 2024 October, Poetry
You lead your squad of zombies from the graveyard to the village and seat them in the café where they hog every table. The stink curdles living souls and renders the police impotent. You want these creatures for yard work, cleaning up winter storm debris and helping...
by Destiny Weiss | Nov 1, 2024 | 2024 October, Flash Fiction
It was rare that I went to stay with you. So rare that you did not have anything in your apartment that said, “I am a parent.” No pictures of me on your wall. No clothes for me to change into. Not even a stuffed animal for me at night, though I was way past the point...
