Josh Knapp

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I love you

I love burritos

I love my dog

I love Amazon

I love my friends

I love coffee

I love cheesecake

I love green things

I love the…

Step back!

I shout. My voice is a whip.

Teeth shattering teeth before me.

Do you recall the tension? It whispers.

Do you remember the hiss? It seeths.

I try…

The moon is my only friend.

A forever haunting.

A cool sunburst of love.

I call her the diversion of my soul.

She leaves me kicking and screaming in warmth…

Visionary, editor, kind-soul

Photo of Zane by Zane. Meta.

I met Zane through the draft comments on my first submission to a publication. I imagined the other Dickens leaning in as he twisted his moustache behind a MacBook Air.

I was so proud of that story, yet utterly terrified to press “submit”. Hindsight, it was an amorphous blob of…


Free verse

Image by Eric Bronkhorst from Pixabay

She tells me it’s her livelihood.

Every time I watch her spread her legs in front of a cold piece of glass, she doesn’t fool me.

I can see the look in her eye, not that one. The one behind the, “come closer” mask, the real one.

The pain.


Photo by author. She was proud of her new thrifted pants.

About her…

This is Riah.

Riah Raine Knapp. Formerly, Riah Raine Anders. Formerly formerly, Mariah Raine Anders.

She is my love. My bride. My favorite human. I’m sorry, but I prefer her over all others. I’m not sorry.

Why you ask?

Because she’s her.

She’s all the good things. Tattooed, pierced, dreaded…


Free verse

Image by Gerhard G. from Pixabay

Cover my body in sticky notes
Create in me a cool frost
Capture the rain inside my soul

Obligation station
Waiting for your entry

No condemnation
No feeling
No separation
No reeling

Fishing for function
Frustrated by communication
Separated by situational awareness

They call it the stomping grounds of the…

About the Brain that Fixed History

Image by mac231 from Pixabay

“It’s the connections between things that are important,” my uncle used to tell me.

I never met him in person, only virtually, I’ve never even had a body. In a world where bodies are no more, connections are the final frontier.

I re-build history.

It turns out human intuition is…

A clash of kinds

Image by Daniel Kirsch from Pixabay

The dust lingered above the faded green felt, as much a feature of the place as anything else. Disturbing its rest was a shirtless, sweaty creature, hunching over a corner of the table, eyeing a row of cracked spheres. Its skin nearly matching the color of the fabric.

The creature…

Josh Knapp

I believe in the abundant life •

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