By Adonis Alegre i am like felicity who starts with something niceand ends all things with fire. and i would want to be an orphan from somebody's mouth, atleast, for awhile.the stars are ghoslty but beside my other eye;i rigor this doorif the people of the common had went some borning,i ate worry in the … Continue reading rushed songbirds
Mortar
By Elisa Mejia Though time has pestled you into acceptance and the cliffs are saying goodbye,peppercorns grind fineand sea salt smash-sprinkles,a savory mixture nestled next to wild onions you’ve pulled from the field.Pungent green bunches passed through by the legs of deer and black fox feetand overhead by crows who long to kettlebut banter with … Continue reading Mortar
Here We Go Again
By Minghan Zou Previously published in Tap Into Poetry Let’s say it’s the roar of the engines - whirring mechanical creaturesit might as well be magic.Let’s say it’s how clocks don’t work anymore - After all, what’s the point of Barcelona timeWhen all I know are a sleeping Shanghaia jetlagged Bostonthat seem impossibly apart?Let’s say … Continue reading Here We Go Again
Slaughterhouse Fire
By R. E. Zuckerman I have gone on lending in the ashes thecleaving of my body & a distillation of old desires disembodied in mausoleum &quaker stonesI draw in dyads a harkening to borrowedflesh & the peculiar sadness of house fire itis a kindness with which I was once unfamiliar to love in stasis the … Continue reading Slaughterhouse Fire
Rock
By R James Sennett Jr becomes sandeventually.Silly to thinkotherwise.Is it thenover?What comesnext?Another rock,another grinding over time?The sand becomesa flooron which to leapto the nextrock. R James Sennett Jr lives, works, breathes and chases his muse in Louisville, Kentucky. His poetry has appeared in numerous publications for which he is grateful.
Snowfall in April
By Benjamin Parker The promise of warmth was short-lived.Wanderers in shorts and summer dresses huddling for warmth under doorways.As sleet falls, gliding on weathered screens, I look beyond pixels to the clouds.The beauty lost in snapshots of memories,moments lived through a lens.For I would squander the history posed, the glimpse of an altered reflectionJust to … Continue reading Snowfall in April
Indifference
By Anthony Ward I watch the duck raceTheir plastic bodies conveyed By the current down streamWondering if one escapesWill it be eaten by the ocean whaleMelted down to make margarineOnly a molecule indifference. Anthony tends to fidget with his thoughts in the hope of laying them to rest. He has managed to lay them in … Continue reading Indifference
Alchemy
By Plamen Vasilev In chambers veiled, where shadows creep,And talkings dance on moonlit sleep,A silent art, a hidden lore,Where secrets bloom, and truths explore.With crucible's fiery, heart-beat hum,Transmuting base to something numb,A mystic dance, a shadowed play,Of powders fine, and starlight's sway.From leaden weight to gold so bright,A transformation, pure and light,A symphony of unseen … Continue reading Alchemy
Exit in grace
By Vanaja Malathy Warm weather of springbuds of new growth pierce through my branchesmillion needles of painful pricks on my bodyi silently deliver and nurture my new birthi lose grip of my dear leavesstand in shame naked and barethey are heaped to their burialautumn winds wipe dry my tearsi stand in detachmentwinter winds blow startsnow … Continue reading Exit in grace
The Sharks Are Circling My Dreams
By Bradford Middleton I wake with a startle as three Sharks come to circle me in myOwn pool of fear as a dreamComes to horrify me awake.The sharks are as big as anySpielberg could have imagined& I know even the hint of redWould mean my imminentDemise but as I look up ISee a girl climbing … Continue reading The Sharks Are Circling My Dreams
Academy of the Heart And Mind 