…You. You’re in the strip of light that bleaches my carpet a lighter shade of magnolia. My feeble curtains can’t block you out. If I lay on the floor, you’re in my reach—that is, if I wanted to touch you. And I don’t, even though I know you’ll feel warm—warmer than I remember—and that’s why […]
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Lovelorn by Santino Prinzi
It’s like walking into a hall of mirrors and seeing no reflections. Your fingers touch the glass and there’s no returning warmth. You’re missing–where are you? You turn to face another mirror–nothing. Standing in the middle of this abyss you hold hope in your palms, it’s slipping from your fingers, vanishing into the darkness. Bye-bye, […]
Submerged A Collection by Santino Prinzi
Submerged Your memory wanes as I descend towards the seabed. Lingering is your touch on my fingertips. I’m long forgotten on yours. Deeper I dive, searching. You’ve left me in my breathlessness. My lungs bubble. I want to swim towards the sunlight, but how can I resurface without hopeful warmth? The ocean soul envelopes me […]
An Interview with Santino Prinzi
If you’ve read our previous issues, you’re no doubt familiar with Santino Prinzi and his gorgous prose poems. Santino graciously agreed to do an interview with us, and we’re delighted to have him. RLB: Santino, thank you so much for stopping by to talk to us. Our readers want to know about this thing you […]
Tessellation by Santino Prinzi
I want to finish the puzzle but there’s a piece missing. I’ve made my own, trying to force it where it doesn’t belong, bending the cardboard into this shape and that. I put one edge of the piece in my mouth and let my saliva swish and soak. I try again; something’s lacking. I wedge […]