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
Connector Flights of the Bumblebee
By Ryan Quinn Flanagan The mail comes and I stand up tall beat my bare chest like a silverback gorilla tearing paper towels from the rack dismembering the television down to its various parts the job interview was not a success I told them some things I should not have … Continue reading Connector Flights of the Bumblebee
Inside Of My Dream
By Ahmad Al-Khatat Inside of my dream there’s a bird flying from one nest to an- -other, without wings Inside of my dream there’s a man holding a sign that says, I have serious cancer Inside of my dream there’s one refugee with tears of grief because he lost hope Inside of my dream there’s … Continue reading Inside Of My Dream
There is So Much Pain
By James Diaz i think of you as one precious book removed from a shelf and misplaced for years you are the thing that cannot be found I root around in all of my dark corners for you I am a bringer of what if's to understand suffering, one must - there's no way around … Continue reading There is So Much Pain
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
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
April Showers Contest – 2nd Place Poetry
Truth Reflected Within Raindrops on A Showery Eve By Linda Imbler What you were, and what you are, off-center, you, beheld through my raindrops of tears. What I remember, and what I see, not the same reflection, us, while viewed inside puddles on the street. Just hollow fact: lovers, friends, enemies, strangers exact.
The World I Want To Live In
By Jessica Ricks I don’t want to live in a world Without creativity, love, peace, And happiness. But if I had to live with Pain at my core, At least it’s something I Already know...
Sunsetted Clauses
By James Walton She told me my hips could carve ham, a girl I loved dead early on a Sunday morning, a car in a suburban chance roll over the edge of Hailes Street. Langy knows we still blame him. His life of laying bricks the string line’s quiver a darting mouse, the memory of water … Continue reading Sunsetted Clauses
“Ithaca” (Haiku 196-203)
By Thomas Page A father and son, Telemachus and The lost Odysseus Penelope’s basket and Sisyphus’ rock; Both always undone Dyed-blue bearded god, Brother heavenly thundered, Mimics by shaking Homer’s xenia, Custom hospitality, Stories and cyclops Boiling marrow Dry from bones, fear slowly cooks Courage from strong legs The eagle and geese War in Penelope’s … Continue reading “Ithaca” (Haiku 196-203)
Academy of the Heart And Mind 