Each month, the Montage staff votes in two new pieces of art (poems, short stories, paintings, photos, others) to grace the top of the front page. Submit your stuff to our staff mailbox at firstname.lastname@example.org, and you might see one of your own pieces featured next month.
Slither beside me, sly friend. Your scales, once bright, Now glimmer dull gray in this last twilight. Envy clouds your reptilian eyes, for legs, hands, eternity, but I ache for you, Music Master who traded your maestro hands for power. Now, you writhe in Inferno, in the agony of Holy silence. […]
Scars Noun Plural: A mark left on something Following damage of some kind You could walk up to me Ask to see my arms But those scars that you won’t see Are branded on my heart I see them when I close my eyes Clenched so tight Hoping the pressure will make forgiveness come Like […]
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he is Adam the first and the last, by birth and by consumption he inherits sin and perishing, curse and woe from his great grands but eats fruit from Life Trees, soda crackers and Welch’s, and the purest of intentions combined with new trust washes his hands. he is fallen; you can see it in […]
Annabelle was beautiful. I was always envious of her honey blonde hair that spun. Her plump, blood red lips took precedence on her innocent skin, protected by the wrath of the sun. Her voice was gentle, like a melody. She was smart. Not too smart, but strong like an ox. One would be surprised at […]