By Thomas Page Numbers, decimals Black strokes on a page, A grade book or old ledger Chalk-coated blackboards Hung scuffed off white walls; Academic yin and yang A snow warning on The news. No delay did the District. Go to school. Colorless ice does Not shine when headlights happen Upon frozen streets A rainbow of … Continue reading “Secondary” (Haiku 204-209)
Heart Seed
By James Diaz let it out let loose hold the air still (it's only weeping against the grain) you learn this thing on only two feet how stars will shine from afar and your life will always feel like this person that is standing too close those tiny wings beat you every time you … Continue reading Heart Seed
Kurosawa Prayer
By James Diaz I put my knee into my throat puking amber cuz all i know are words for other things fox is people and the moon and river, strongest people and I bring it up to my mouth drink it like I don't know what it's made for this skein pulled long in sorrow I … Continue reading Kurosawa Prayer
Poetry Contest 2nd Place
By Philip Clark My Cigarette She was my cigarette. With each deathly breath She stole from me, I gasped for more As her ashes burned Into my heart and lungs And finger tips. I still sense Her smell, lingering. I heard her light put out. But she still burns. Still stains. Still. Her … Continue reading Poetry Contest 2nd Place
2nd Place of the Story Contest
RUBY’S WALL SINGER By Clynthia Burton Graham Sunlight releases me from the grip of a snake squeezing my bones into disintegration. I sit up sweaty and breathless from my nightmare. Two thoughts emerge from the dark residue of restless sleep. I have ovarian cancer and I need to hear my wall singer. My hand unconsciously … Continue reading 2nd Place of the Story Contest
Driving
By James Diaz I asked you the name of this town we were slowly passing through like storm clouds that are holding out and the earth below waiting expectantly, open mouthed, greedy- for all that rain that won't come didn't you see the sign you asked, no then why don't we name it … Continue reading Driving
Little Fox
By Ryan Quinn Flanagan In your mind you have no neighbor. The heart is another matter, almost demands as much. I have run sand though my fingers and never once think of the beach. That is how an illusionist escapes his days. The expansiveness of sweating. Thumbing down traffic with a large foamy finger from … Continue reading Little Fox
Homeward Bound
By Scott Thomas Outlar I sang to my Father on his deathbed. He had not spoken a word in days, cancer-ridden, organs collapsing, high on morphine, but I knew he could still hear me. I sang a song from a book I’d written years earlier during a particularly good time in my life, and this, being … Continue reading Homeward Bound
What could have been glorious
By Rajnish Mishra Rajnish Mishra is a poet, writer, translator and blogger born and brought up in Varanasi, India and now in exile from his city. His work originates at the point of intersection between his psyche and his city. His work has now started appearing in journals and websites. Flashes of gold on mud … Continue reading What could have been glorious
Death came visiting
By Rajnish Mishra Rajnish Mishra is a poet, writer, translator and blogger born and brought up in Varanasi, India and now in exile from his city. His work originates at the point of intersection between his psyche and his city. His work has now started appearing in journals and websites. Death came visiting: far away. Death … Continue reading Death came visiting
Academy of the Heart And Mind 