By John Ziegler Luther’s Story The aroma of white cheddar, and bread, warm on the palm,the joke about Leiderkrantz.His father’s long lip over smokey teeth,white shirt, trimmed nailssmooth hands of a baker.The woman in the fox fursipping camomile in the dark restaurant,the iron sounds of the night across the river.The barber’s chair,the fragrant foam, collarless … Continue reading Luther’s Story and Lydia’s Sampler
The Village Water Tank
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upon salted earthHer hair was glossyAnd her mane still silver-greyBut her eye sockets were emptyAnd her stomach rescinded into a grapeAnd so I weptAs … Continue reading Decom Posit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
My mind is like the ocean
By Angie Matthew endless crashes gallons and gallons of my own conceptions and convictions slam against the shore feeling no mercy as rocks and shells are unwillingly bombarded tumbled through the wave they find peace among the sand. feeling no mercy as dread and shame unwillingly surface tumbled through my spirit I find peace among … Continue reading My mind is like the ocean
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?
the shining and Other Poems
By Jacqueline McAleer the shining I can see your hands from across the cemetery(I always knew we were similar Wandering insomniacs in the moonlight Not upset, just disturbed)But what I can’t reason Is how they came to be so red, so bright I’d kill for hands that proud Even among all these dead things, lives … Continue reading the shining and Other Poems
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
Academy of the Heart And Mind 