M.D. A poem by Joe Cottonwood M.D.Girl, freshas a growing green strawberry,says, I want a carefree life.I say (without regret):I’ve had a life of cares.She later, green shading to red, saysYou fix houses that are broken.I want to fix people... Continue Reading →
The Bird That Left Me A poem by Sushant Thapa The Bird That Left Me Every morning A bird flies from my hand It shall measure the sky. From above, It shall see me, An inkblot on a paper. The... Continue Reading →
Mercury Rising A poem by Sarah O’ Grady Mercury Rising I rucksacked ashes on trains. My father, his mother, the first man’s grandmother, my second man, my friend. I attract solutions, orbit melancholy, a heavy magnet in the Etch-A-Sketch of grief.... Continue Reading →
Redbuds A poem by Paula J. Lambert Redbuds On the way there, an enormous deer lay on the side of the road, covered in black vultures—one in Horaltic pose. I’d read the text on my way to the car: There’s... Continue Reading →
Rain A poem by Helga Kidder Rain, wake us like buds to bursting. Let abelia, peony, and Solomon’s seal shiver. Teach us to fill reservoirs, to preserve roots. Vine jessamine and rose, green the grasses. Season our prayers with hope.... Continue Reading →
What do you remember? A poem by Mylo Schaaf What do you remember? Our leader had kept his promise. We sat on jumbles of gold hay, in the quiet of fragrant summer. Above us eucalyptus leaves flickered and stroked the... Continue Reading →
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