by Eric Sawyers I used to wonder I then let go and stated to wander I now live in wonder I used to wonder how I then stepped out and wandered far I now see […]
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Tag: poem
Shadow as Time Swallower
by Sarah Marquez I wonder when it will be my turn to introduce my shadow to the family, my mama in her ideal world– of good men versus bad men, us versus them. Or when […]
Stand In Old Light
by Matthew Porubsky &&&&&&&&&I’m a pebble in the desert. Toss some rocks &&&&&&&&&&and sand; enough to make a mountain.[…]
A Visionaries Dilemma
by Sam Rebrovich The time threads knot Inside my calcium chamber Wild reds, and calm purples, plum blues, and sightful greens Make a mud mess slushy Nothing moves outside like sleep paralysis Yet I’m not […]
Raspberries
by Jordan Williams To grow down first, then up in a fruit filled half acre means a bittersweet bloodline pucker-tart memories that sour pop in rear mouth as though unripened grapes small, unimpressive green globes […]
From Being Stalingrad to Nothingness
by Brett Stout After she annexed her existence and the Crimea, confessions as oxymoron’s were written in dead languages on blank Post-It Notes left in empty carriages as the broken dams filled with neon ghetto […]
Heart’s Desire
by Lacie Semenovich i. I climbed this mountain to feel the breeze coarse against my skin, the rocks bruise softly my bones, to see the mother sky. ii. Lightning spread over the path. Mudslides passed […]
The Absence of Melancholy
by John Tustin The worst times are the times like now When the days whiz by like the blur of cars Passing by when one is hitchhiking on the Highway With just that little wistful […]
Clean Bugs, Dirty Carpet
by Brett Stout The trending of negative scars, the warzone isn’t out there it’s in here, the militant swans of the underground resistance movement renting ghetto apartments with bad credit and worse souls in an […]
Poem by Simon Perchik
To remind you how long before white becomes invisible –you fold this dish cloth over and over as if each splash is wiped with a cry making room the way an old love song turns […]
