By Marc Craver Some days there is nothing to write about not a d-- thing no joy no hate nothing but black clouds and the sound of nothing no one to talk to no thing do you want to do no doing no coming no going not even the chance of a little drink to … Continue reading TAP
Crier
By: Kelli J Gavin The term, she wears her heart on her sleeve is wasted on me. I wear my heart everywhere on my physical person. I am a crier. I always have been. My mother used to retell the story of when I was three and she found me sitting silently … Continue reading Crier
Poems by J.J. Campbell
yet another bridge my poisoned mind has burned yet another bridge thankfully, i still know how to swim ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ in southern ohio dance naked in the rain in a river in southern ohio pay no attention to the thunder and lightning let the river carry you downstream spark a mystery that will wake a sleepy … Continue reading Poems by J.J. Campbell
Every Scar is a Map
By James Diaz If it’s hard it must be useful Even the dark which is sometimes more light than we know Has its own hand in us Moving our needle north There is sorrow in each breath But there is also release, friction Heat, deep gorgeous blooming From out of nowhere I thought I had … Continue reading Every Scar is a Map
All I Have to Offer
By Hio Fae All I have to offer Are some borrowed words, a grey shirt, butterfly wings left on my porch— next to the recycling bin. Maybe some dates, oats, chili flakes for your apples, the finest tap water. All I have Are translations of animal tracks that still linger in sentences, … Continue reading All I Have to Offer
Poems by John Robbins
Once Upon A Distant View She sat at the window viewing life at a safe distance . Everyone has a audience and to random a passerby she was that for the moment. How we fade from view slip through the cracks to settle in roles we never understood this life could cast . I understand … Continue reading Poems by John Robbins
Poems by James Diaz
Strange Bliss The holy broken turns its face in the half-light again - what's your name again who gave this to you, so much pain I see it there writ on the lines of your face how long's it been since you last stepped outside the shadow of all the stuff that doesn't belong to … Continue reading Poems by James Diaz
Leonard Cohen My Friend
Leonard Cohen My Friend (V2) By Michael Lee Johnson Death is a bitch and a whore comes with hat on or off, Jewish, Christian or lover years ago called Nancy. Death is a passport, a left behind baggage note. My leverage sinks, I see you pass human. These my fears, your fright, being broke, old-royalties … Continue reading Leonard Cohen My Friend
“Summer Money”
By Gabby Velasquez The worst time to get a job is when you don’t need it. My ma doesn’t need her fix and I don’t need this job...especially since it's my money she uses to get all her drugs. Here I am, my face sticky-sweaty and my arms sore from holding a sponge all day. I … Continue reading “Summer Money”
Counting Worries
By Zoe Abramson “Get in the car!” I had only been in dad's house for one minute and I was already being yelled at. “Samantha, can you please hurry up?” I was trying to hurry up, but I couldn’t. I was hoping for a hug, but instead I got yelled at before I could even … Continue reading Counting Worries
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