The Qargizine Articles
March 21, 2019
Stephen D. Bolen
A woman so lovely; I hold my tongue in awe
Rumbling with the strength to walk and walk on further
An enigma I course through, the battlement of heart and mind
I lose both at her every moment’s presence, possibly in vain
Outsourced is the sentence, this beauty of our time s...
March 22, 2017
I had taken my rise to power
Each dance on a ring,
The boundaries of my moments,
The mat—always free.
I would hit the skulls
Crash down upon frames of all
Bands around our ankles
We fought and bled to clocks
—and I was untouchable.
My graceful counters,
The legs I’...
September 21, 2016
Highest doses of a few antidepressants, some stimulants, psychotropic drugs, Brain injuries, a cold face from dancing with the Northern Lights—
I'm whistling to provoke and they come to chop my head off, I get away
And don't pout, or else a bird will land on my lower li...