By Kristiane Weeks-Rogers Pre-Visit Questionnaire Is your tongue swollen? Can you rid this people, this land, of canker-hexes? Are you an ultraviolet or magenta warrior? Are you thermonuclear fission? Do your arms feel heavy? Are your linguistics based in nature? Where is funding lacking in your community? Does envisioning your obituary bring you closer … Continue reading On Bodies
Poems by Vivian Wagner
"In Defense of Cat Ladies" At a certain point you can no longer keep up with the decades: you didn’t see Shrek, have only a tenuous grasp on Pokémon, stopped listening past Smashing Pumpkins, still think of Nirvana as new. There’s only so much a body can take, only so much hype and excitement, … Continue reading Poems by Vivian Wagner
The Spider in the Closet
By Anthony Palma She didn’t move when I nudged her leg, she spinning, suspended from her own web. There are millions of spiders in the world, and her death was largely unnoticed, but to starve to death alone in a closet. I imagine her building her web and settling into the middle, waiting for … Continue reading The Spider in the Closet
Magic
By Cheryl L. Caesar When I was seven my dolls still talked and moved, even the unfortunate one I’d molded out of clay, who looked like Alice the Goon. Having no armature, she couldn’t stand. She sat splay-legged, as though in an eternal game of jacks. When I was seven, the April issue of Jack … Continue reading Magic
Beauty and Bravery
By Ian Copestick Sitting, dozing as through the open Window comes the gorgeous aroma of Grass, trees and the countryside. Yes, life can be tough, at times it can Be darn near unbearable, but some Things are just made to be savoured. A warm, summer's night when I can See a beautiful, sleek fox … Continue reading Beauty and Bravery
Pete, Bob, and Robert
By Rose Aiello Morales Because in the beginning, there was suburbia and every house was the same. I was born, the placenta of ticky tacky, with Pete singing of the boxes, pastel past the point of home ownership, yards with swing sets and trampled dirt yards, Mothers saw their kids at meals or when the … Continue reading Pete, Bob, and Robert
The Poetry Reading
By Rose Aiello Morales Someone screamed for five minutes and no one applauded. One reader whispered curse words in several languages. Then they let in the clowns. One juggled several stanzas while riding a unicycle blindfolded, another stood stock still as a tear ran down his cheek, which drove the crowd wild. They threw sawdust … Continue reading The Poetry Reading
Loon Call at Owl-light
By Carrie Connel-Gripp He was glad of his freedom, but the events of the past year left him brooding. Contemplating what he should do and where he should go only brought a swamping uncertainty. He could drown here just as well as somewhere else. There was nowhere he called home. He had gravitated to the … Continue reading Loon Call at Owl-light
A Mad Old Poet
By Ian Copestick I've just been upstairs to get changed I happened to look in the mirror As I was washing my hands. I think I'm finally looking like a poet. It's not the bald head with short Ginger stubble, or the pain filled Blue bloodshot eyes surrounded With wrinkles. It's the mad eyebrows. It's … Continue reading A Mad Old Poet
Poetry
By Lynn Long As I wander in dream Searching for you Often I'm lost Between real and truth For there lies a space in which my heart resides... A place of longing- deep inside And, I wonder as I wander- who will be found- The soul ever seeking or the heart ever bound... Lynn … Continue reading Poetry
Academy of the Heart And Mind 