By Kelli J Gavin When I was a child, we didn’t travel very often. I didn’t even board a plane until I was 11 years old. We would go to cabins in the woods for a couple nights or so, but they were always within a few hours of home. My dad and mom worked very … Continue reading Ornamental Grasses
The Grass That Sways
By: Kelli J Gavin When the grass sways from the mighty wind And hits my ankles and brushes my legs I fondly remember a simpler time when I thought being outside was my job When mom and dad would send us out To play all day and return for food Maybe even … Continue reading The Grass That Sways
The Dream War
By John Page “Watch out!” I yell to the person underneath me. The person isn’t paying attention to me, probably because they don’t have a face. I had been flying underneath a bridge and didn’t see the person till I almost hit them. I just manage to miss them and keep myself in the air. … Continue reading The Dream War
This is Weird, Isn’t it?
By James Diaz in lieu of love she gave me tea leaves spread out on a road map she said rain bores her senseless and I said senselessness reminds me of rain of collateral damage dead birds and parking lot trash sadness in sculpted laughter at the end of a dark hall in lieu of … Continue reading This is Weird, Isn’t it?
There is So Much Pain
By James Diaz i think of you as one precious book removed from a shelf and misplaced for years you are the thing that cannot be found I root around in all of my dark corners for you I am a bringer of what if's to understand suffering, one must - there's no way around … Continue reading There is So Much Pain
Every Scar is a Map
By James Diaz If it’s hard it must be useful Even the dark which is sometimes more light than we know Has its own hand in us Moving our needle north There is sorrow in each breath But there is also release, friction Heat, deep gorgeous blooming From out of nowhere I thought I had … Continue reading Every Scar is a Map
The Look
By John Page
Rain on You
By Rizwan Saleem Of all the ways that lovers do Dreams and thoughts of touching you How I could turn into rain And pour myself onto you My gray clouds float to your presence Steal sunlight from the sky, and prickle your skin with a frosty breeze Ignite Goosebumps on your slender arms A premonition … Continue reading Rain on You
Succour, natural
By Sunil Sharma A rose or two, on a dump, sway in the Mumbai wind the light plays on the blood-red hues ---an aberration by nature, or so it seems--- to some cynics. The tender flowers can turn that smelly stretch into a colourful spot of brown earth. The solid waste generated by the urban folks running into … Continue reading Succour, natural
Soul Searching
By Lynn White Will I find you shining still among the sharp pinpoint stars gleaming gold and silver? Or shall I search the ocean and find your spirit buried down there amongst the sand and pebbles? Perhaps I should comb the beach raking through it’s silver grains and broken shells. Only your restless soul could … Continue reading Soul Searching
Academy of the Heart And Mind 