By Leonie Moon it’s time to devour your time on Earth--to regain consciousnessso you can notice all the beautiful detailslife has to offer youin its flowers and tears and love---to look up with wonder at the starsand down with wonder at the earthand not, for another secondat your “doe eyes” that you wish were “siren … Continue reading A Letter to My Past Self
Daybreak
By Andrea Villarreal Yu Sunlight breaks through the night. Where it once wasburied under his fingernails when he tried to scrape it away.& I understand. If I were him I’d be scared of angels too.I bear the weight of wrongs & rights. Will someone come alongwith ever-listening ears so that I can craft the romantic … Continue reading Daybreak
Five Summer Haiku
By Jim Bates Summertime gardenFlowers so bright and cheerfulRefreshing the soul.Early morning dewDelightful dancing droplets Sparkling in the sun.Dragonflies dartingThrough lush gardens reflectingSunset's fading light.Deep blue turquoise skyBig white puffy clouds floatingSoothingly serene.Garden in full bloomBright scented flowers galoreSweet, sweet summertime. Jim lives in a small town in Minnesota. He loves to write! His stories … Continue reading Five Summer Haiku
Theater, Murder, and the Laughter Problem
By Hazel Pearson I stand up shakily, hand my index card to my teacher, and say my name as if he doesn’t already know. You see a girl who’s proven herself reliable, but also reliably terrible at auditions. She performs, making the piece a little too “choicey,” a little too loud, but volume is better … Continue reading Theater, Murder, and the Laughter Problem
A Jump.
By Yurii Tkachenko There's a canyon ahead.I’ll jump into the night.Flying to the stars.Fearing nothing.Flying or on the edge.Above the clouds and below.Somewhere far away into the cosmic void..Into the cold of the night.Into anxiety and peace.Earthly or unearthly.Summer and winter.Wings spread and full speed ahead.Flight without doubts and worries.Flight without fear and reproach.Like a … Continue reading A Jump.
As Baroque as I’ll Ever Get
By Richard LeDue Bach’s cello suites are precise emotion:the sort of mathematicsthat ruins wordsand the kind of feelingthat diminishes numbers,while a poem like this triesits damnedest to be musical,even though it has more in commonwith the silence in a librarythan any prelude. Richard LeDue (he/him) lives in Norway House, Manitoba, Canada. He writes poems. His … Continue reading As Baroque as I’ll Ever Get
Birthday
By Evelyn Kwak I wake up just like any other dayThis used to bea special dayI get envious of thosewho carries the warmth of their birthdayWhen I step outside the roomI smell the sizzle of the miyeok-gukand I see my beautiful momwho reminds me howpeople utter that we are too much alikeI remember reading a … Continue reading Birthday
Scratches On My Cookware
By Poster Boy As I roll the stone I find the imprint of you,transgressions yet atoned,and trails of past truths. Framed upon my wall are pieces of my mind, choking on aerosoland the tears I could not find.I led myself to waters,filled pages up with markings.The mountains, I uncovered. But the songs - they came … Continue reading Scratches On My Cookware
Ten Poems
By Ken Gosse It’s Melting, Melting … God had more plans for the ark, once completed,but climate change melted the iceburg he needed. The Here and Now In the mood or in the need,our favorite time to do the deed. Uncoupleting Keep your couplets surreptitiousif you think your lover’s suspicious. Knoetry A lot of nonsense … Continue reading Ten Poems
Ceasefire
By Rizwan Akhtar The spaghetti sat simmering indifferently oil and red chili mangled the threaded massan Odor raked the air wind almost peppery made nostrils quiver,He stirred it as if turning onshe withdrew, nose chaffing like anchenes grown on strawberries, garlic scorched in the oilpaprika crackled like twigs on fire.“Too much!” she said,voice sharp as … Continue reading Ceasefire
Academy of the Heart And Mind 