BY: Kelli J Gavin FULLOFIT ME IAMFULLOFIT RAGETHATIS IDIDNOTKNOW UNTILHESAID YOUAREFULLOFIT FROMHEADTOTOE FULLOFFEAR FULLOFREGRET FULLOFJEALOUSY FULLOFRAGE FULLOFIT ME NOTPOPULAR NOTSOMETHINGCOOL NOTTHEINCROWD JUSTTHEPOSSESSOR IKEEPITALL ALLTHERAGE IAMFULLOFIT IAMGIVINGITBACK IDONOTWANTIT RAGEISNOTFORME NOTNEEDED DOESNOTHINGFORME MAKESMESICK ADDSLINESTOMYEYES ALLTHATRAGE GIFTEDTOME FORTHEASKING ALLTHATRAGE COULDHAVERUINEDME RIDDINGMYSELFTODAY NOLONGERFULLOFIT Bio- Kelli Gavin lives in Carver, Minnesota with Josh, … Continue reading ALLTHERAGE
The Booth in the Corner in the Back
By: Kelli J Gavin When you sit in the back of restaurant you see more than you would think. I asked the young host for a booth or table in the back. We walked past the bar and past 8 more tables to the perfect booth facing out towards the rest of the tables. With … Continue reading The Booth in the Corner in the Back
More In Common Than Not
By: Kelli J Gavin When I admire the rolling hills, you believe they are only more mountains to climb. When I am inspired by a new challenge, you are overwhelmed by the simple aspects of each day. When your heart becomes heavy and your breathing labored, take a deep breath, … Continue reading More In Common Than Not
Song of September
By Ken Allan Dronsfield During the foggy nights of late September. As the bugs have faded away, the colorful leaves have once again come out to play. Laughing and gliding down to the ground, some spin like helicopters, round and round. The cat sits watching the tendrils of haze, … Continue reading Song of September
Tired
By Ahmad Al-khatat I am tired of being tired from people with fake smiles and real tears falling from my eyes I remember the days where a long and happy life we had when we were kids God sent us rain to grew the seeds to bloom flowers now, nothing arises hungry and thirsty spirit … Continue reading Tired
Your Life Depends On It
By Ann Christine Tabaka Dragon’s breath. Last breath. Breath of life. Breathe already! Do not hold your breath. Life is too short but shorter still are the moments worth remembering. First step. Next step. Fast step. Take a step already! Do not stop moving. Find your direction and march towards it. Keep the pace, do … Continue reading Your Life Depends On It
Raining Tears
By Ann Christine Tabaka A summer rain pierces my heart with sewing needles sharp hot tears from the sky washing away burning memories of what could have been gushing downstream into swirling puddles of illusion reflecting only sad eyes Ann Christine Tabaka is a nominee for the 2017 Pushcart Prize in Poetry. She placed Third in … Continue reading Raining Tears
The Hemisphere of Earthly Sorrow
By Peter Magliocco The inclement weather strikes a key of terror in your bones strafing heavens jet-lagged in awesome cumulus dimensions. Light smears a buttery hue on the faces of grounded angels, for few flyers return from the hemisphere of earthly sorrow. Children play in a portal of dreams they will forget when wakening. Taken … Continue reading The Hemisphere of Earthly Sorrow
Storm Dance
By Ann Christine Tabaka Tall grasses begin to sway as they dance with the wind. Prophetic sky morphs to gray, the storm about to begin. There is nowhere left to hide. The tempest sets its course. Mighty trees bow down low to the unrelenting force. It rages on in torrents. There appears no end in … Continue reading Storm Dance
Smoke
By Ahmad Al-khatat I adore the smoke of a cigar with a cup of expensive liquor to relax my mind and spirit down from over thinking without an end I follow the smoke of a hot bath when I see the hot water slide off her bare flesh slides down the tub with worries, that … Continue reading Smoke
Academy of the Heart And Mind 