Category: Poem

Image Curve is home to all poets, composing verses in all shapes and forms. We believe poetry is an engine for beauty that inspires us to stride forward head on into the future. We are the poetry publishers for all.

Image Curve is an exhaust mechanism: a creative outlet for anyone with a sharp pencil. We live to get high on language. We believe language is the universal art-form of human experience – the mouthpiece of a soul, a generation, or a god. If you write with your leg this is the place for you. If you read with your leg and can explain what is that supposed to mean, this is the place for you.

We are hungry for fiction. Image Curve is an online site for serial publication where writers can publish fiction in a weekly installment format. We are a home for the short story and the poem. We believe in the work and its original form, and we have an abnormal respect for anyone who can string words together in stories of any type, shape or form.

We love reading well-written, unfiltered, contemporary fiction by creative people of all backgrounds. We love the classics and pay them a visit often, but we want to be on the cutting edge of current fiction. We want to observe, empathize and contemplate how our collective global society digests the world and then spits it out. Most importantly, without the filtering machine of agencies and publishers that only select marketable works.

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One Week Down

It’s the end of the first full week, and I rest in the chaise. Mira lies next to me, her sunglasses giving her that Jackie Kennedy Onassis impression. Maple leaves in the canopy above...

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Growing Up

Poem On the edge of who you could be Looking at all the possibility A child leading your two feet Each step time moves a little faster Each step a promise of being better...

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Mind Battle

Poem   In the gloaming There are dull drumbeats: The forests are black and thick with shadows, Waiting to attack like ghostly wolves. I don’t know what’s real and imagined anymore. A thousand voices...

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The Dragonfly

Poem The Dragonfly flew away it all started one winter evening when the blackness of the sky landed in the ink I felt change was around me and called on ancient rituals tha dragonfly...

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Two Nighttime Tastes

I savor the flavor of the first bite of freshly grilled chicken. And yet, somehow, I simultaneously taste the plain slice of pizza that I ate over two hours ago. Autumn Night moistening my...

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Gotta Hand It To You

Spoken Word Astride your prejudices Steadfast clamp of knees To hold fast Against bucking tradition Formerly, a ruse Now, matters of course Flow into oceans of “Say it ain’t so’s” Half-mast slick talk, Eye-rolling...

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To What Destiny of Mine

Poem   To what destiny of mine I ask , O conscript fathers, so that I may have this query rejoined. I tour the western rim of the fluvius Tiberis as night pursues the...

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Carrion Cost

Poem   I believed him a sheep, because I felt the fleece, But the wolf was always there. I never felt the sharpness of his teeth, So his secret hadn’t cost me a care....