the silent bird in us with broken wings this is the silent hum of a bird in us with broken wings remember all the sacrifice that has gone into this healing— elope if it's the only chance of your survival call out to ahmadu bello of more than fifty years ago if … Continue reading Poems by Umar Yogiza Jr
Beauty In The Strangest Places (Villanelle)
By Andrew Scott Find beauty in the strangest places to swipe heartache away Bringing smiles to worried faces you walk up rotten staircases to discover a light in the day Find beauty in the strangest places life is a series of showcases fight through the clouded grey Bringing smiles to worried faces we are all … Continue reading Beauty In The Strangest Places (Villanelle)
Alphabets: Rho
By Thomas Page Everything in its essence has a point Somewhere on a quantifiable map On this green rock in the black, a bluepoint May hold all of the gravity and sap Forces like saline water that pinpoint Everything ever said into a snap Of a shell sitting in sand at gunpoint Of scheming poets … Continue reading Alphabets: Rho
“The Locket”
By Ann Privateer The boy, the locket Carried away In another time Another place. Jealousy we But lucky to be Starting again Starting here Starting now.
IN DARK PLACES
By John Grey The wick is as reluctant to light as the wax is to burn. Darkness is such a natural state it seems, even simple physics is reluctant to upset its status quo. You fiddle with the match. I'm wondering should I try to help, with gentle-fingers, aid you in the striking. But what … Continue reading IN DARK PLACES
Summer Contest Poetry 3rd Place
Summer’s End; Autumn Prelude Alisdair L R I Hodgson What should be a scent on the breeze is nothing but a bluebottle on the wing; a moment of abstract connection in an otherwise secluded surrounding with that breeze surrounding me, my skin, hairs on end, drawing out the bumps and chasing the dying heat to … Continue reading Summer Contest Poetry 3rd Place
Summer Contest Poetry 2nd Place
South Carolina Apollo By Kelli Allen We know for certain that cobblestones accept heat whether we gallop toward the hut or not. Loving a woman means dying every day, too, and one season begs another to wait just long enough for us to feast ahead of any funeral. When the Chinese man asks where … Continue reading Summer Contest Poetry 2nd Place
Summer Contest Fiction 2nd Place
The Summer Moon By Debjani Mukherjee It is a warm summer evening. Mrinal is busy with her kitchen chores. Her hair is tied up in a untidy bun allowing few forelocks dangling on her round slim face with high cheekbones. Her tall thin body is wrapped with an emerald cotton night gown perfectly complementing her … Continue reading Summer Contest Fiction 2nd Place
Academy of the Heart And Mind 