by Wanda Morrow Clevenger we weren’t friends or enemies standard issue mother and daughter five decades passed before she revealed anything remotely personal hoping perhaps I’d make record even though she had said she didn’t read the poems
Marching Band Parades
By Ryan Quinn Flanagan rain made my day marching band parades child on shoulder points tossed baton accolades stores open late clouds in the harbour courthouse colonnades waving shopkeeper bedtime story rain child under blanket sleeps boats in the harbour sway marching band parades. Ryan Quinn Flanagan is a … Continue reading Marching Band Parades
Chinook
BY Ryan Quinn Flanagan is that cardboard? is that D.B. Copper on performance enhancing drugs? I could skin a snake with chopsticks while listening to Nancy Sinatra, that is not what I wish to do, but what must be done the sole difference being one of want: what I want, you ask? a cart full … Continue reading Chinook
Breathe In, Breathe Out
By Jessica Ricks Breathe In, Breathe Out Everything stops. Shaking hands, heart palpitations Throat tightens, There is someone standing on my chest Weighing me down. I am falling through space, accelerating, The world is a haze. My breath is stuck, oxygen deprived Concentration long gone. Breathe in, breathe out. Time freezes. Suddenly … Continue reading Breathe In, Breathe Out
Tommy Haiku “Heroes” (Haiku 172-177)
By Thomas Page O Calliope, The muse of epics help the Cantor remember An aristeia, Canticle of combat, Divinely desir’d Types in literature Are found everywhere; Errant hero in us all Echoing someone Else’s voice, marked by quote marks, Calling on muses Your pompê, pompê Errant xenos lost On this kingdom’d rock and hall
Kurosawa Prayer
By James Diaz I put my knee into my throat puking amber cuz all i know are words for other things fox is people and the moon and river, strongest people and I bring it up to my mouth drink it like I don't know what it's made for this skein pulled long in sorrow I … Continue reading Kurosawa Prayer
Poetry Contest 3rd Place
My First By Bernadette Perez My first everything I recall the moment Where we were and what we did How you made me feel Young and carefree It was You It was Me I came with friends I left with you All day Everyday Days went by We were by each other's side … Continue reading Poetry Contest 3rd Place
Driving
By James Diaz I asked you the name of this town we were slowly passing through like storm clouds that are holding out and the earth below waiting expectantly, open mouthed, greedy- for all that rain that won't come didn't you see the sign you asked, no then why don't we name it … Continue reading Driving
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”
Academy of the Heart And Mind 