By Somaah Edwards She craves the type of love that is engraved on her soul and being, an emotional connection scientists and archaeologists can not dig up and explain. The world will know its name but they'll never be able to have a taste. It will make sense but there will be no explanation. Her … Continue reading Emotional
Breakfast for a Working Day
By Bradford Middleton I’ve never been one to take photos of my food But the beauty of my breakfast yesterday was Something to behold! A steaming hot plate Of glorious veggie sausage and rashers of bacon With mushrooms piled high on the side, a blessed Fried egg smothered in beans and with a side Of … Continue reading Breakfast for a Working Day
Younger Selves
By Aviva Derenowski I'm going away. Not very far, across the globe, to meet another me who is confused and disoriented. She grew up in a different country. I'll lead her by the heart to a place of belonging and self-appreciation. I'll clear the fog and the cobwebs from her mind and watch her breathe … Continue reading Younger Selves
The Only Happy Song She Remembered
By Marzia Rahman When the air smelt like an empty cookie jar and the lampposts shed yellow lights on the streets, she came out of her hut. Wearing a glossy sari with slim zari borders and red high heels, she walked past a dog, lying under a lamppost. The dog raised its head, howling. A … Continue reading The Only Happy Song She Remembered
A Without a Home and Other Poems
By Mike Neville A Man Without A Home Put out into the world to find my own way… Knowing in my life there were dues I had to pay… I can’t go home and I cannot stay here… Feelings come back to me and bring on a tear… Take me back to that place I … Continue reading A Without a Home and Other Poems
Augustus
By Susan Cleveland "Where on earth am I? Everything seems so misty and grey…" "He thinks he's on earth?!" A young female voice giggled in the background. "Who said that? I told you I can't see anything…" "That's Wilhelmena– don't pay any attention to her." An older male advised somewhere off to the left. "I'm … Continue reading Augustus
Writer’s Block and Other Poems
By Aishwariya Laxmi Writer's Block When she first sat down to write She bled a drop or two of pain onto the page Now those drops have become a cyclonic flood And nothing can stop her From bleeding red rubies that shine Upon a barren earth The Writer as a Mystic Do you see yourself … Continue reading Writer’s Block and Other Poems
Thoughts About Another Winter Bundled Up in Poetry
By Richard LeDue I November snow feeling colder than fresh hell, and the same tracks walked in so much that they don't even look human anymore, while the weather forecast is prerecorded and replayed on the hour for those who still own radios. II New Year's Day hangovers far enough away that a lone leftover … Continue reading Thoughts About Another Winter Bundled Up in Poetry
Four Poems from Appalachia, Virginia
By Kenneth Purscell Ball Field and Stream For just a moment Pause and smell the popcorn, Chocolates, gum, chips, The hot dogs in their coats Of bread and chili and cheese. The last remaining breaths Of winter hang in the shadow Of the wall. The first Promises of spring fruit Are only wisps in the … Continue reading Four Poems from Appalachia, Virginia
Ode To Stewed Rutabagas – From The Depths Of A 3-Grader’s Heart and Other Poems
By Nan Corbitt Allen Ode To Stewed Rutabagas - From The Depths Of A 3-Grader’s Heart Oh orange root Thou foulest stench Pungently permeate morning walls of this primary school. How shall I think? How shall I learn? When I know I must face the teacher’s three-bite rule? Oh, lunchtime bell Delay…delay Or child-sized desk … Continue reading Ode To Stewed Rutabagas – From The Depths Of A 3-Grader’s Heart and Other Poems
Academy of the Heart And Mind 