By K. Mark Schofer The air hung lazily clinging to every nook and crevice with stubborn determination. An overhead fan twirled languidly, hardly making a dent in the late afternoon heat. Sweat dripped down Flora’s back, one drip at a time. The salty moisture accumulated in tiny puddles on the pink plastic school chair where … Continue reading Dirty Currency
The Untranslatable: Yuputka
By Thomas Page This is a series of poems of words that do not directly translate into English. I have tried to capture the essence of the word in a poem. Walking barefoot in a glen ruled by the moon When the equinox is closer than the solstice was far The ground is alive … Continue reading The Untranslatable: Yuputka
Academy of the Heart And Mind 