By Ramil F. Jasareno It’s been two decades since the engineer left, the oldwater tank stands like a tombwaiting for his visit. I still rememberwhen he first came, holdinga sketch plan nobody understoodor bothered to look.My father was firm. The engineer could not use the existing deep wellfor water source, as the village dependson it … Continue reading The Village Water Tank
&&& (anchor) And and tire of it
By Grace Yoon &&& (anchor) after WILLIAM CARLOS WILLIAMS if that were to be so,that the current current didn’t expect much, how would the waves dodge its depends? or will it always be fate&destiny it rests upon?the promise of the next tide shall bring a-nother share of tomorrow’s peace and the redthat bleeds will turn … Continue reading &&& (anchor) And and tire of it
Decom Posit
By Christopher C Tennant I walked out to pastureBut the chief’s horse was missingSo I searched for herAnd I found her lying on the groundA gray mare in a brown fieldFruiting upon salted earthHer hair was glossyAnd her mane still silver-greyBut her eye sockets were emptyAnd her stomach rescinded into a grapeAnd so I weptAs … Continue reading Decom Posit
A Sneaky Way to Deprive the World of Rain
By Steve Grogan Starting to get sick of this:myself, my attempts to survive.I will regress, I will rebel,stomping my way to a heart attack.This is all I need.This is all I forget.In the mirror you can measure how quickly I fall.Mirrors reveal everything.Mirrors indicate if Earth really revolves.Tongues unmask the truth as well.Does your skin … Continue reading A Sneaky Way to Deprive the World of Rain
Does the Flower Know Its Beauty?
By Mike Turner Does the flower know its beauty?Or the skies the joy of flight?Do birds know their sweet melodiesBring us out from dark of night?Is our worth not that internalOur love not held in heartBut rather that which we each giveTo others, thus impart?Let loose those things we hold most dearThat they may fly, … Continue reading Does the Flower Know Its Beauty?
Delicate Blossoms
By emurence The skies are low and cloudy Accompanied by a friendly breeze Painting our universe with shades Of dust like we’re celebrating a carnival while I was drifting far away in my thoughts So drunk in love we were practically floating off the ground My heart jumps out and dances in jubilance to the … Continue reading Delicate Blossoms
Go Home, Holden Caulfield
By Jackie Chou Leave the sleazy lights of the city,and do your homework.Forget the rye fields.The children on the cliffswill be chaperoned by their parents,and the ones who do fallwill more likely be missedthan being caught.For every hero offering his arms,there will be a crowdstanding around watching,doing nothing.Knowing you,you would not likethe phoniness of it … Continue reading Go Home, Holden Caulfield
Life Goes On, Your Memory Still Lives
By Jordan Aguiar The tide still comes in, crashing on our favorite beachI remember when we used to watch it together, holding hands, breathing in the ocean airWhen I want to remember you, I go and watch the tide come in.The leaves still fall, making a big mess covering the ground you lay I remember … Continue reading Life Goes On, Your Memory Still Lives
Limb and Language and Other Poems
By Miree Antar Limb and Language Turning hands back and forth, elbow arches and the little purple marks from years gone— what more is there to grab onto?Like cats posted by the window, what’s worth absorbing? When every idea and structure is half made and out of reach?I’ve learned more from burning fingers than anything … Continue reading Limb and Language and Other Poems
Something So Elementary
By Joely Ramo If energy (you) can not be created Than energy (you) can not be destroyed because energy (you) are atoms and atoms (you) are the basic units of chemical elements you are gasses you are liquids you are solids sounds simple almost basic… yet, this law of nature is the most significant affirmation … Continue reading Something So Elementary
