Song of the Paper Boat by Charles Ardinger Origami from the epoch of Norman Rockwell's freckled boyhood floats under the streetlight's yellow circle downstream between two shadowy corners. Aboard, we mind the folding of surface to surface defining our craft... Continue Reading →
Blown Away by Joan McNerney I'm gonna have lunch with the sky. It's been way too long since we got together. I'll run downstairs through hallways into bursts of blue. Perhaps never return to work, words, paper clips, bookshelves. Who... Continue Reading →
Graffiti by Rose Mary Boehm They gave up the family grave. Together with the bones disappeared belief - not necessarily in the afterlife, but in the importance of keeping a supposedly sacred place packed full with our remains. They asked... Continue Reading →
Perfectly Sad by Tricia McCallum The swing set across the road creaks and sways This January morning. It paints the perfect picture of sadness, A textbook definition for anyone to see. As if in collusion with the light and wind... Continue Reading →
Because of Agent Orange by Michael H. Brownstein http://www.projectagentorange.com There are things you must explain to me darkness is one, the red flare of light another Again the morning sky overcast and dust, a pallor of bruised flesh and blackened... Continue Reading →
Van Go by Anthony Ward Van Go out off your mind and escape The incarceration of your soul. Go out into the world and inhabit its beauty So that you may find sanctuary From that repulsive humanity. Van Go out... Continue Reading →
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