The Consolation of Embers you grind your disdain into me like a burning cigarette later you’ll flick your ashes of indifference at my feet but not just yet so there is that consolation although I admit it’s slowly dissipating like smoke or hope Untitled The past is a village where the lights remain on in … Continue reading Poems by Tricia Marcella Cimera
Loch Ness (Ian’s Night)
By Tricia Marcella Cimera On the banks of the Loch Ness the murderer Ian sees the Monster watching from the black-water edge. Ian is not fearful — he’s just killed his mistress (cried like a bairn) and blood fills his heart, his face a gray rock, cold as a grave. … Continue reading Loch Ness (Ian’s Night)
Academy of the Heart And Mind 