My Ex and I Empty the Storage Unit A poem by Diane Elayne Dees My Ex and I Empty the Storage UnitAcross the street from a graveyard,the building, with its rows of dark greenvaults, reminds me of a morgue.Inside our space,... Continue Reading →
Purpose Filled A poem by Natalie Tisler Purpose Filled A glass greenhouse Full of flowers Not stones Rooms drip With the suns rays Light covers all No corner untouched Blankets of warm honey Make taste buds water Leaving traces of... Continue Reading →
Rosemary & Thyme A poem by Sterling Warner Rosemary & Thyme Gemma wore a wildflower garland whenever she went hiking or walked; dancing through fields of mustard greens she’d bend, lie down on her back, face the sun with eyelids... Continue Reading →
I Am a Doubter Full of FaithA poem by Angela Hoffman I Am a Doubter Full of FaithI’m trying to put myself out there. The storyline is that my family tribe cannot sing. Not one of us. But I was determined to write... Continue Reading →
Ars poetica (Art of poetry) A poem by Farideh Hassanzadeh Ars poetica (Art of poetry)Politicians, when speaking of peaceI remember the bloody flags,the tombs of the unknown soldiersand the rain of falling bombs.Even when they speak of libertyI see the darkness of solitary... Continue Reading →
Snowbells A poem by Teya Priest Johnston Snowbells Yesterday I hit a tiny bird. The soft plunk made awful by my passing, the feather jumble flung away, in a whirlwind baffled by a great loss. A yellow animal, cat-like, slinks... Continue Reading →
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