Thoughts Before Sleep

Black. White.
An unwilling compromise
between shades.
Or a good-willed truce
between opposites?
Black or white?
Who likes choosing sides?
Nachos versus chips.
Tomato verses, ketchup seers.
It’s never cats and dogs,
but cats or dogs
(but a lucky few will disagree with this)
Nothing seems to give!
The Beatles or the Stones?
To complicate (and infuriate):
Blur, Suede or *shudder* Oasis?
Sir, will you have chicken or mutton?!
The left road or the right fork?
Art or science??
You or me?
Me and I?
She, nor him?!
But most of us can come
to an important consensus:
neither garlic nor onions
in their hideous whole.

Chopped finely
or glazed with pepper and honey,
they probably could suffice…
though I think
I might gladly starve

before I partook in thee!

© Zelda Reville



Christine Ray (Brave And Reckless) – Moon Ate The Dark Writing Prompt Challenge

There are five more days to submit to Brave and Reckless’ Moon Ate the Dark Writing Prompt Challenge! Writing Prompt: “Moon ate the Dark” Using the writing prompt above, write a 100 to 750 word original piece that integrates the writing prompt. The prompt can used as the title, you can use the phrase intact or break it […]

via There is still time to submit to Brave and Reckless’s “Moon Ate the Dark” Writing Prompt Challenge!! — Brave and Reckless

About “Me” – 9 Reasons Why I Left My Bio Blank

Nouns: One man’s favourite is another man’s poison.
Adjectives: Distances and distorts slightly…
Colloquialisms: Even further from perceived truth!
Trying a funny sentence: I sound even lamer then before.
Trying 1/4 funny with 3/4 half-serious sentence: Only Doofus does that. Stop.
Trying a short sentence of three words: That’s not mighty sounding enough
Keyboard smash: Sober drunk-texting is not my aesthetic
TrYiNg ThIs: nOpE
🦄 : Honestly? I’m more 🍆 than 🦄 and I don’t wanna scare people off

© Zelda Reville



Raise your head, Leia;

for I now refuse the bow
that you offer me
as an acknowledgement.

Why must you let
some senseless being enter you
and change you from the inside?

Let me take all
the mockery and bruises
that eat at your skin everyday,

let me kiss the butterfly stains
on these scraped elbows –
they are not your hangman’s noose

and let me see your face clearly
in precious gold, given only to you
by gods and mournful candlelight alone.

So raise your head, Leia;

and strike me with that arrow
from your insolent raven’s eyes –

© Zelda Reville

Landscape Of Wheels

Wheels turn
same roads all day
but meet different roads
on hills, lakesides, opulent grass
but could I say the same
for eyes of mine:
same sky?

© Zelda Reville

I was introduced to the eintou form through the NaPoWriMo blog, which has its roots in African American poetry. The word “eintou” means “pearl” in West African, so it literally is what you call a poetical “pearl of wisdom.” A quote from this page eludicates the deeper meaning behind the form. In addition to everything else, this video seems to tie in real neatly with the eintou with its musical repetition and the cyclical/rotational nature of wheels.

The 2-4-6-8-6-4-2 structure of the Eintou is crucial in terms of African and African American philosophy. Life is a cycle. Everything returns to that from which it originates. The concept of a pearl, which is a sphere, and the cyclic nature of the Eintou’s structure capture this. The life of the Eintou begins with two syllables or words, expands as though growing and then returns to two syllables or words. In this fashion the Eintou never escapes its beginnings or history. It flows from, through, and ultimately returns to that from which it came.




We do not fight it out
but, rather, sit like two,
three or even five
half-faced strangers
wearing holey jester’s masks
and rough silk punching gloves.

We study each other’s faces
and think ourselves very skilled
in the art of concealment.

A quick, greedy snatch
of a furrowed brow
seems to tell her
all that she assumes to know;

while the downward glance of piety
hurls painless daggers
into the other’s back
with howls of laughter.

The other Fool
is usually up at daybreak,
juggling spatial configurations
that, if one is careless in handling –
may confuse and destroy.

To add to the preternatural mess,
his packrat love of urban superstitions
and wonky conspiracy theories
ensures his arms are always busy.

The last, notable Jugglermeister
simply sits in a hard-backed chair.
He’s a lot like that pondering
poseur…oh…you know…!
The one that they call The Thinker?

(still, nobody knows till now
what on earth is contained
in that round, shiny head of his)


Their favourite pastime
is to take turns to
duplicate and/or replicate.
Up, down, left, right,
3-dimensional – they don’t even
spare the space in the middle.

Alas – what Mercury delights in
simply sends the poor user
into the frigid territory
of existentialism.

They first turn into twins,
hungry oligarchs and
then into dessicating mutants

who insist on their
terrible masquerades,
acid-tongued debates
and surrealist parties

in dingy basements
that simply cannot
accommodate the numbers.

Could you blame the abject human
who expresses a deep yearning
for silence and solitude
in a quiet room?

A few choose to end the rabble
by jumping off from the bones of reality.
Of this, there are a few methods –
and endless possibilities.

So, you see, one can glimpse
into the misty looking glass
and see exactly where and how
the sources of insanity pick their apples.

Thank god that debates,
books, rampant curiosities
and holiday getaways
exist on Earth to harness
the best of this mental Tempest
(and give a rest to aching brain cells),

because endless arguments
cramped into a tiny house
in the middle of 3 am

only serve to debilitate
and not rejuvenate!

And the Winners of the March Madness Divergent Literature Contest are. . .

????!!! I’ll have to pinch myself hard to see if I still exist on this Earth…

Sudden Denouement Literary Collective

The editors of the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective and Secret First Draft are thrilled to announce  the winners of the March Madness Divergent Literature Contest

1st Place: Conflagration/Nathan McCool  Newest Member of the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective

Inaugural Members of the Secret First Draft Literary Collective:

Second Place: Ligeia, under dimmed lights/Oloriel

Third Place: Marching in Madness & March Madness/1Wise-Woman

Fourth Place: The Magic Quilt/Zelda Reville

We are honored to welcome our new collective members and were thrilled with the quality of the writing submitted.  We hope that you enjoyed reading them as much as we did.

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