By Thomas Page Is a digging fox, Scraping at rosewooded grave, Reanimator? What separates whey And curd, butter and cream, wheat From casted chaff? The endless river Of thought flows frameless without Regard to sequence Is flowing language A loose arrangement of mixed Confusing writing? Will this haiku mean The same thing as when I … Continue reading “Digging Fox” (Haiku 178-182)
Imagine
By Ryan Quinn Flanagan my surprise when the pigeons at my feet squabble over a single spent shoelace with no nutritional value and the guy who shoulders me and walks right through the metal detector of my back throws up his arms absently and keeps going as if to say he is sorry when he … Continue reading Imagine
“The St. John” and “Abandoned Barns”
By Thomas Page “The St. John” Cypress and Palm jut out of the Water in the St. John. Cows graze Along the flooded plains, eagles Roost in watercolored trees, fish Swim along side airboats whizzing O’er alligators torporing, Cranes, spoonbills, and other avians Float on ebbing lagoons now full. “Abandoned Barns” Abandoned barns sitting nearby … Continue reading “The St. John” and “Abandoned Barns”
Little Fox
By Ryan Quinn Flanagan In your mind you have no neighbor. The heart is another matter, almost demands as much. I have run sand though my fingers and never once think of the beach. That is how an illusionist escapes his days. The expansiveness of sweating. Thumbing down traffic with a large foamy finger from … Continue reading Little Fox
Crank Calling a Place of Business
By Ryan Quinn Flanagan There is much fun to be had if you are willing to have it the scales tip back out of blue moon and into your waiting arms glue that’s known as paste bean counters and jailhouse confessions the man on the other end of the line … Continue reading Crank Calling a Place of Business
A HALF-FORMED LOVER
By Marvel Chukwudi Pephel I dreamed you last night. You. You were wearing a purple robe, tiara and all. Your lips were red, they looked hungry. Famished. I loved everything about the lips. Full lips! I dreamed you sitting with my head on your thick thighs. I dreamed you to be different from the others, And … Continue reading A HALF-FORMED LOVER
Two Poems by Tommy
By Thomas Page “Constellations” The night painted sky showcases Many sparkling unique lights. You can draw anything from these Dots flanked by moons and bright planets- Warriors, animals, and gods. You can try to foresee future Events under timeless, twinkling star That were, are, and ever will be “Like Flies” At the end of … Continue reading Two Poems by Tommy
Tommy Haiku #167-171
By Thomas Page A skeleton of An overpass flanked by grass Starting to grow there “It’s a yellow day” My dad says as the sun tries To simulate heat The train car salted, Beaten by boots and oxfords: Mineral collage Venomous tongues spake Falsehoods that were hard to break. How could one forsake? Lonely beer … Continue reading Tommy Haiku #167-171
He IS
By Gabriele McPeek He is the warm blanket you reach for The steady breathing of perfect sleep The smell of summer after the rain The crunch of dry leaves And the bite of mountain air The slow constant of a sunrise The infiniteness of the stars He is the feeling you get when you know everything … Continue reading He IS
Space Facts
By Don Kingfisher Campbell Our love is like lightning on Venus --35 miles high This relationship is floating like ions in Titan’s atmosphere The discovery of us began as teenage galaxies light years away It’s that dark energy made us realize the force with which we oppose gravity So, like Voyager 2, I believe we … Continue reading Space Facts
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