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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Unannounced Departure

There are fresh mouse turds near my workstation, beside piles of excess papers next to Jaimie’s former workstation. We found out that she took a position at Briarcliff schools last Friday. Jaimie had urged...

struggle poem 0


Poem   The fur around her neck stirs in a puff of chill wind Each hair covered in glistening drops of frost. Her eyes look up as the birds pass by overhead. Their silence...

god poem 0


Poem   Gold, bright, I shield my eyes. It’s here? What now? I didn’t count on… Crushing. Reasoning. Oh God, Oh God… The black velvet, I smiled. No tomorrow, just this… Delicious. Devouring. Oh...

Searching for the Perfect Sunset 0


You There As I see you from this close I can imagine worser things still within my mind But you may like that It’s unfair that one should be left so broken and away...

beach poem 0


Poem   My eyes are always searching, see again this endless blue. Was it real, was this dream true? My fingers want to touch again- warm and golden sand, Feel it’s pulse, rhythm, life....



Poem when you place a hand on your heart or hear the buzzing in your ears when your eyes shut still move or the air escapes what do you do? irrequieto the landscape doesn’t...



It snarled. I closed my eyes and sighed, Here we go again. How had it lived this long? This beast, this BEAST, This shape-shifting demon. Lured by its advent charm- Its warm, disarming demeanor-...