A Letter The mountain thinks it’s time I stomped my stupid feet up its face. Don’t judge our relationship. Of the many things I can’t get used to, living is the one I mention least when complaining. That path through the ferns that bordered the river has been asking after me. I can’t say it’s … Continue reading Poetry by CL Bledsoe
Poems by Alan Parry
Office Job dying of life – wasted while Americana – tinny/quiet – plays in the background and the walls encroach and the windows shake Children the sister is sitting cross-legged on her bedroom floor in torn jeans – surrounded by shadows/glossy magazines/scissors/tape/scrapbooks making kings and queens – fawning over idols the older brother … Continue reading Poems by Alan Parry
Poems by Edward Lee
(BORDERLINE) SOLIPSISM All that bubbles blackly beneath my skin I purge onto the page with my limited vocabulary and spell-check-needed words, filling it until I am empty. And sometimes that is enough to quieten the tangible noise inside of me, the light and darkness which mix so unpredictably within my being. And … Continue reading Poems by Edward Lee
Alphabets: Iota
By Thomas Page No matter what I do, I have no idea what I look like. I try to plan my outfits in my head as I groggily get dressed at the sixth hour While ignoring aspects like my hair As I hurry to beat the traffic Tuesday’d into oblivion Only to see what I … Continue reading Alphabets: Iota
The Old Apple Tree
By Tavinder New Gabriel Borin tore and battered his way through the tall vines obscuring the view that lay ahead, as they wounded his skin leaving signs of his blood onto their branches andthe floor. They were like protectors an army of the The Old Apple Tree, that many before had failed to release … Continue reading The Old Apple Tree
Alphabets: Theta
By Thomas Page I pilot around the room A jigsaw puzzle of hoodies and laptops Typing with the varied tones of an office-space Looking over poems they will never hear Looking for a wildebeest in the savannah. Heymister should be my name as I go to the caller What does this poem mean? I try … Continue reading Alphabets: Theta
Poems by Charles Rammelkamp
Colors When did salmon become a color? Around the same time peach and pistachio did, I imagine. Their thingness provides a solidity to the tones, as any noun brings a shape to experience. Red, blue, yellow, pink, green, purple, orange. The words label the visual quality without reference to something colored just so, only abstract … Continue reading Poems by Charles Rammelkamp
Poems by John Goodie
Grandma’s Biscuits Flour dust on her wrinkled hands, and apron Silver gray hair pulled into a bun, on top her head Back door open, screen door with a torn screen, lets in flies Spring flowers blooming in the yard, the yellow daisies Honey on the table, butter in the dish, same table Smells of the … Continue reading Poems by John Goodie
Alphabets: Eta
By Thomas Page People often confuse my brother with me Because we are close in age. There was a time when we were about the same in all regards: Same hair Same teeth Same height Same clothes. They would call us the Page Twins or the Page Boys As we would meander from place to … Continue reading Alphabets: Eta
Poems by John Grey
SPLENDOR, THE NATURAL VARIETY I'm enamored of splendor. Especially the natural variety. Like this lake smooth as glass but for the ripple of a loon passing. And mountains, though I've no wish to climb them, make a perfect backdrop. As do the deer nibbling at the forest edge. My current mood is rare but … Continue reading Poems by John Grey
Academy of the Heart And Mind 