RATTLE POETRY PRIZE:

The annual Rattle Poetry Prize offers $5,000 for a single poem, plus ten honorable mentions of $100 each. All 11 winning poems are published in the winter issue of RATTLE, and additional poems from the entries are frequently offered publication as well. In 2009 we published 22 poems that had been submitted to the contest, ( Read more... )

In this life there are no clean breaks ( Read more... )

300 mile away and i miss you ( Read more... )

hello old friend, its been awhile ( Read more... )

I don't think it's meant to be, be
But she loves her work more than she does me
And honestly, at twenty-three
I would probably love my work more than I did she
So we, ain't we
It's me, and her
'Cause what she prefers over me, is work
And that's, where we, differ
So I have to give her
Free, time, even if it hurts
So breathe, mami, it's deserved
You' ( Read more... )

What's your addiction? Is it money? Is it girls? Is it weed?
I've been afflicted by not one, not two, but all three

i dont ever want to forget this quote

bluebabyeyes: "are you angry? punch a pillow. was it satisfying? not hardly. these days people are too angry for punching. what you might try is stabbing. take an old pillow and lay it on the front lawn. stab it with a big pointy knife. again and again and again. stab hard enough for the point of the knife to ( Read more... )

you were my own brand of heroine ( Read more... )

im glad that i can amuse you. you fucking so called friends. go fuck yourselves because ill always be better then you pathetic boring assholes who cant find your own way.

Come on skinny love just last the year
Pour a little salt we were never here
My,
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer

I tell my love to wreck it all
Cut out all the ropes and let me fall
My,
Right in the moment this order's tall

And I told you to be patient
And I told you to be fine
And I told you to be balanced
And I ( Read more... )