My poetry is written in the dark.A promised secrecy — thatis my antidote to persisted remembrance,an echolalia of incomplete things.I give myself out. In my momentof vulnerability, the lonely hour,I think I see before me a wallpaperof a thousand thundering eyes,boring bullet-holes into my sternum.But they will find no heart, for I have alreadylaid it … Continue reading April Poetry Contest: Gold Winner: “What I Write” by Matthew Lee
April Poetry Contest: Silver Winner: “Depth Valley” by Alex Andy Phuong
Flashes of flickering lightWithin a valley of ashesCould offer hope for humanity As well as overcoming adversity,And given the nature of reality,Venturing into the depths of the abyssCould provide a thrilling adventure That could be hit or miss,So understand the significance Of the depths of the soulWhile marveling at the wonderOf the world as a … Continue reading April Poetry Contest: Silver Winner: “Depth Valley” by Alex Andy Phuong
April Poetry Contest: Bronze Winner: “What Holiness Lay in Bug Bodies” by Salem Burdett
the bug bodied boy sweptthe once green now brownbarren ground with tiny dirty handsjust like he once was swept picked from ground that once grew something and that something was beautiful once it must’ve been.he found a tiny bug body accidentally founditself in his careful hands and wondered how it would livehow would that body … Continue reading April Poetry Contest: Bronze Winner: “What Holiness Lay in Bug Bodies” by Salem Burdett
The Old, the New
By Kyle Hina New is a thief.A bringer of empty promises and false hopes.It sneaks into your house and takes your contentment like an apple from your fruit bowl.New is discontentment wrapped up in a shiny ball of happiness, greed disguised as ambition, always over promising and often under delivering.New is a job stealer and … Continue reading The Old, the New
Quick Harvest
By Donna Gum At the Orange Sparrow Grocers, Shanda saw with dread that the people in the blue and purple robes focused their attention on her. I don’t have any money for them. She felt uncomfortable. They collected donations about once a week. Thus far, Shanda had evaded them. As she neared the entrance, the … Continue reading Quick Harvest
Taonga
By Kit Willett I bow, and she places around my neck pounamu in the shape of a toki. She says, this is who you are now: I see your courage in its sharpened edge, your nuance in its varied tone, your humour in its speckling, your bite in its kawakawa shade,your voice in its silky … Continue reading Taonga
John Wayne
By Ben Macnair We'll say no to the Ferris Wheel,we'll say no to the politics,at least proper Clowns wear the makeup.We'll say no to the sidewalks,to the pants, and the faucets.Nobody here wants to believe John Wayne ever wore a corset.We'll leave the roundaboutsslip-sliding awaywe'll leave cheap solidarityfor another day,and let things take their natural … Continue reading John Wayne
Winter Deer
By Zary Fekete The town of Cokato is almost exactly halfway across the state of Minnesota on Highway 12. The name Cokato comes from a Siouan word meaning “amid”, helpful for orienting the original indigenous travelers across the territory many years ago before the railroad was built. Despite the encroachment of modernity, the land in … Continue reading Winter Deer
Creative Odyssey
By Alex Andy Phuong Discover with wonderWithout being torn asunder,And surrender to the powerOf a lifelong journeyThat uses hours that are ours,And utilize the power of creativity To create an enduring legacyIn which the travels within the odysseyCan become as beautiful as epic poetry,And realize that living within realityInvolves having a role within societyThat involves … Continue reading Creative Odyssey
Spring’s Necklace and Golden Compass
By JoyAnne O'Donnell Spring’s Necklace Spring whispers flowersEarth’s special colorsGiving us loveWith each fascinating twinkleIlluminating with graceGentle breeze of lightRainbows of showering loveBlue sky of springGlistening rain lays on the petalsCharming necklaces of bloomsRooms of views in many heart’s gardens. Golden Compass Golden light Giving us suns sightPure hands guiding Maps to follow us homeTo … Continue reading Spring’s Necklace and Golden Compass
Academy of the Heart And Mind 