Kindra is incredible, a writer indeed!

A Global Divergent Literary Collective

I’m running out of poetry; your Absence is a burglar of words and rhythm. You’re the one who’d always told me to write my heart out. Just write, baby girl. Tell me, how am I supposed to cope with the loss of my goddamned verses? Who am I, if not a writer?


I wandered way down cobblestone,

deep in fog exhaled from lungs.

Mourning mind preoccupied,

my flitting feet followed instinct—

landed me at Dimwit dive-bar,

Old Town.


I ended up supping a ginny Gin Rickey.


in the nook at the

billiards table, a beatnik boy-toy of

Nimoy stature floated me a

hawk-eye look; affixed a fag to

his bottom lip, and

I just knew he was the type who


Wuthering fucking Heights.


What comes next? I have an idea, but can’t seem to execute it. I’ve been staring at this piece of shit for…

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Malevolent Melody: a collaborative piece by the curators of Blood Into Ink

The ladies of Blood Into Ink

Blood Into Ink


(Aurora Phoenix)

Your Urgency Pierced My Marrow

with vanilla milquetoast


you spun a web

the envy of Arachne

smeared in syrupy cajolery –

I supped on hand-dipped flattery

your urgency pierced my marrowwith flim flam


Dilly Dalliance Bound Me

Lavender dipped

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As of today, I have gone five days without drinking a cup of coffee, and the state of the world would be alarming right now if I wasn’t so hell-bent on this caffeine-free suicide. But I see the world, through clearer eyes now, as some sort of self involved expert. I am almost a week … Continue reading Elixir

Help Us Support One of Sudden Denouement’s Own

Wonderful stuff for Christine. Please go over and give her your votes!

A Global Divergent Literary Collective

We are proud to announce that Sudden Denouement Writer and Managing Editor Christine Ray has been nominated for Writer of the Month on Spillwords and that her poem, On Becoming a Poet, has been nominated as Publication of the Month. We urge you to visit Spillwords between today and February 26th and vote for both Christine and her stunning poem.

While you’re there voting, we recommend that you read and rate powerful writing by SD members  Henna Sjöblom and Kindra Marie Austin.

Congratulations Christine on this well-deserved nomination!

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Cracking Your Armor

Stephanie Bennett-Henry

Stephanie Bennett-Henry

You headstrong princess.

You stubborn warrior, hard and fierce.

No one told you about the day

when it would all come crumbling down

and you would lie there softened.

No one warned you about the day

you wouldn’t be able to stop

the cracking of your own armor,

that you would fall hard

and be covered in your own pieces.

No one prepared you for this day,

when you would come face to face

with the biggest battle of your life

and the war staring back at you

would be your own eyes.

Well, I am telling you now,

it’s not a fight you can look away from,

but try as you might,

the war of yourself is the toughest one

you will ever look in the eyes.

So look long and look hard.

This is the one that matters,

the one you cannot runaway from.

This is you


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A Hard Thing

It is a hard thing, when a mind creeps and wanders and everything you want to say comes out as everything you have sworn you wouldn’t. It is a very hard thing when a mind, so full and so bright, turns in on itself and darkness feels like home again. It is a hard thing … Continue reading A Hard Thing

The Loudest Discount – remixed

I am black and blue; bruised from the words that have bounced off of your back and slammed into me. My swollen eyes couldn’t make your face out of a crowd, but the way your hips sway, I could see you leaving for miles. My ears burn from the muffled hypocrisy that you spew, something … Continue reading The Loudest Discount – remixed