By Ann Christine Tabaka The Traveling Circus Show I remember … The circus came to town that year. A show of strange and exotic beasts. Billowing tents stained with age evoked images of castles. Music played; stories were told. Laughter pealed through the air. Colored lights and magic weaved their charm. We danced; we sang. … Continue reading The Traveling Circus Show and Other Poems
Zev Torres : Five Poems
Who We Are It is not that there are no secrets between us But rather that our secrets are Vital parts of our constitutions. We are who we are Despite our secrets Or perhaps because of our secrets How we guard our secrets Curl around our secrets Shape our lives so our secrets Are not … Continue reading Zev Torres : Five Poems