On the beach, we dreamed of our remains. In a millennium, would they find them? Would they find the ash moon in the sand where a fire once singed the peach fuzz on our cheeks, when we made believe we were troglodytes, our beer bottles wedged in dunes? They could trace our steps along the … Continue reading May Microfiction Contest: Bronze Winner: “Under the Moonglade” by Jacob Young
The planet of two Suns
By Erni-Szakács Szilárd I tossed the room key card to the receptionist. He caught it swiftly. „I hope you slept well," he told me without any intention. I shot him a glare. After the morning swim, a dull ache still wandered through my bones, like an echo of the night spent in a bed harder … Continue reading The planet of two Suns
A Love Etched in Time
By Michael Neville Tell me you’re rich…Tell me you’re poor…Tell me where you live…I’ll knock on your door…Smile at me…I’ll smile at you…Hold onto my hand …And I’ll hold on to you…Show me your love…And I’ll show you mine….Look deep into my heart…Love is what you will find…Love is what you will find…Tell me you … Continue reading A Love Etched in Time
Needy Email
By Ben Macnair Hello, valued customer,we see you haven’t opened your last three emails.Is there something wrong?We value your custom,we really do,Is there something wrong?We would like your feedback.Your custom means so much to us.We really need your custom.We know our service is rather niche,only useful for influencers, and the noveau riche.Is there something wrong?Your … Continue reading Needy Email
Memories of Spring
By K. P. S. Plaha I am followed by a host of memories,Memories of you; like spring's breezeOn my skin: a rousing tease.I was deeply alone when I met you.Never thought I'd meet someone and yet youChanged my life so I can never forget you.Yes, I want to turn around, back again,Bring you along so … Continue reading Memories of Spring
An Empty Box
By D. Marie Fitzgerald An Empty Box appeared in A Perfect World published by One Spirit Press My brother was sent away to military schoolwhen he was in fourth grade.A nun told my motherthat military school wouldcure his stuttering.Sixty plus years laterhe still stutters.His first year at St. Catherine’she hid an empty box of Valentine’s … Continue reading An Empty Box
Oceans
By lilith connor Please,Let me remember the scent of the ocean,Tidal waves crashing against the shore. BestowUpon me the remembrance of beautiful things,The remembrance of long ago.Please, Let me remember the sightOf the ripple effect-The knowledge: that peace in such smiles are everlasting, the lawOf conservation of energy, our kindred spiritsWill feel those smiles.Please, Let … Continue reading Oceans
Keeping Watch
By Juanita Rey At night, a silence not even traffic can break through.Five days alone after two days companyPlates shine in the tray.Same with utensils.And cabinet doors.I’ve had time to clean.And clean again.I haven’t the urge to read or write.I could call a friendbut a voice is not what I need right now.I drink coffee,for … Continue reading Keeping Watch
An Accounting
By John Grey I grew up in Australiaand you in Massachusetts.How we got togetherjust feels like small changeat this point.No need to stuff my hand in my pocket.I know it’s there.Randomness, coincidence…they’re just quarters and dimes,pennies even.The real money is us.We count on itmore than we count it. John Grey is an Australian poet, US … Continue reading An Accounting
Sunday Rain
By Stephen Mead Dove-gray of course, another peace-pearlthe sheen of these streets,the droplets speckling screens & panesthrough the sounds of some near-slumber -this twittering of birds behind that highway,those tires sizzling to distance& then again, lemon air,the rain thrumming over the petalsin pockets of quiet I feel with shut eyes,the lids as wings vowing today, … Continue reading Sunday Rain
Academy of the Heart And Mind 