The Evening Floats In By Jamie Collins The evening floats in— on dark clouds and thunderstorms when no one’s looking— the darkness creeps in and the sun sets in silence there’s no announcement no trumpet sounds— the sun just disappears... Continue Reading →
XXI By Rae Desmond Jones the moving finger taps then hits save, i send it on email. europe slips into crisis not for the first or last time. is this the rise of Asia, the fall of Western Rome? my... Continue Reading →
Reading By KC Bosch Started out with See Spot run, Fuzzy but fond memories of dad reading "Uncle Remus" doing the voices of each character. Then a gift, Winnie the Pooh from Ms. Fansler. (a real chapter book) read it... Continue Reading →
Janus by Benjamin Norris the morning brought sheets of grazing snows fighting for feet amidst memory of spring at times like these the promise of hope is a seasonal shift, an answering mind brought on winds which whip themselves east... Continue Reading →
At 44 By Annmarie Lockhart laps and laps to go around the bend sweat, sun, stride rhythms of breathing and counting and pacing hearts, deaths, tomorrow, the next time, the last time, words, taste, touch always the pulsing push and... Continue Reading →
First Snow By Ray Sharp The dogs and I venture into an alien landscape, Lapland, Siberia, the Martian surface, new snow like frozen ashes, like dead skin flaking from the god of all things too cold and forbidding. Those twenty... Continue Reading →
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