Stardust Review
Literary Magzine within the Stars

I became that jilted, purple Mediterranean Avenue, (Cheap and unwanted).

i. Jars of dust sit atop my shelves, remains of burnt stars, fallen stars, stolen from the sky, taken down from their rooftop stage, left...

have you ever wanted to go to outer space? as a child, i used to imagine what it’d be like to be an astronaut floating, unafraid of...

~After Kandinsky’s Around the Circle The all-seeing eye is drawn ever to the city like a bird with a rutter at sea in the celestial...

I was born inside a burning house I have known flame, as breath as air, the itch of curling inward– Fire is hunger it devours births the...

I wonder if she’s ever noticed how people talk to her art through their eyes. The first girl that loved me told me my body looked like a...

I met Mr. Cooper as a result of the occurrence of a couple of events over which I had no control whatsoever. The first of these...

Tell me I’m beautiful until I can tell myself, while my green eyes hold scars that match the pink ones in my heart Sticky adhesions in...

I scoured the fields for purple flowers Tulips that were fragrant of the Spring in Colorado I searched for the butterflies that flapped...

In a dearth of mud shrimp, sea bass, and perch, herons pick plumage for parasitic hosts: vagabond ticks screwed into flesh between...

Your self-torn life, drawn to paint. A narrow sunlit wooden room where all a man need do is lie upon his single bed beneath the...

Are you there? Please, clutch those memories of half-forgotten dreams of waves that cradle sparkled sand. Quick, listen closely and...

August the 2nd, 2016 The wind blew hot and the windows flew open in the early morning. The same humid breeze drew in cold that night. You...

cacklin’ ezzie is made of earth and cotton manure and plastic roses she grows light: a garden of frying pans warped, brillo-worn and...

The gun cabinet was prominent, a gleaming walnut and glass display, free of dust and fingerprints, which was noteworthy as the rest of...

When I leave, to a land that knows not of grief, don't go looking for me. I’ve gone to a dreamy island lost between reality and eternity....

Stars, planets, and moon, in a sky seldom clear to witness an alignment. Tonight, an alignment of Mars, Moon, Uranus Venus Jupiter and...

Howl at the moon. Percolate under the stars. Stare straight at her, unashamed. She is consistently inconsistent. Sometimes, doesn’t show...

On the corner of Sixth, the stars and sky turn simple, white bits in a lot of black, in the time it takes to look at them. It’s hard work...

Fallen clouds Giddy Dizzy A shaken up soda People pushing Hoping for confetti Soft voice like a girl Abuse like artillery Deplorable...