To Governor’s Island On the way to Governor’s Island, We take the only transportation available, a ferry It’s a noisy vessel, but it rides smooth Over the gray waves of New York Harbor Which crash between Manhattan and Long Island At first, we sit together on a white metal bench, Surrounded by children and lost … Continue reading More Poems By Ben Nardolilli
You
By Bob McNeil You get used to the sun laughing at your inability to rise. Your clock is jocular as well, chortling between bells at you. Each annoying tintinnabular sound is there to rouse you. All of the clock’s attempts are to no avail. Coffin-lid-rigid, you continue lying on your bed. Unconcerned with the alarm, … Continue reading You
High School Contest Fiction Second Place
Delilah's Song Janie Pitner Montgomery Blair High School Rrrrrrr r r r I turned the key of the ignition 90 degrees as the rumbling of my battered, old yellow station wagon started. Skreeeeeeech As I began to backup my slanted driveway, the exhaust pipe dragged against the ground. At least the … Continue reading High School Contest Fiction Second Place
High School Contest Fiction Winner
Sophia By Amelia Frey Montgomery Blair High School Fifteen years. It was still there. I set the handful of zinnia and soil down beside the letters and cautiously run my fingertips over the engraved name, my engraved name. The rock is chilly and nips at my fingers, a smooth roughness. The memory hadn’t faded with … Continue reading High School Contest Fiction Winner
Enough
By John Grey Enough is enough. It's also a strip mall where the woods used to be. And a housing estate that doesn't know from cornfields. And people are indifferent. While they sleep, the big box store is chewing up the pond. Everything's cheap, they boast but I remember what my mother … Continue reading Enough
A Find
By John Grey Poetry disturbs homeless man who finds coffee-stained magazine in trash barrel, while his comrades in the alley pass a bottle from hand to hand, catch a drop or two of liquid on the tongue, a holy elixir for the wildwood state of no comprehension required. He huddles in a corner as … Continue reading A Find
I Will Say Goodbye Here
By John Patrick Robbins She read the words and wondered why they could never be about her. Why the stories that made publication never did include one about her. He wrote beautifully about another that wasn't worth a damn while she remained ignored only to share his bed . She knew he loved her but … Continue reading I Will Say Goodbye Here
My Health
By John Grey It's all screwed up, that's what I know. Working more hours for less pay. College degree and flipping burgers - that's combo number 5. And debt - I've got more debt that you've eaten stale buns. Credit card debt. Car loan. A month's back rent. And the ten I borrowed from Jake. … Continue reading My Health
To The Young Writer
By John Patrick Robbins Live your work but not as I before you. Don't allow a good time become a addiction. Forgive yourself rather than carry the burden of guilt. Don't allow others fucked up actions scar your existence. Never listen to the ignorant that will place there labels upon you. The only true whores … Continue reading To The Young Writer
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By John Patrick Robbins It stands as it is. We will all know it someday and now it faces me down. Every line is now more polished the truths are far to real and the scars are deep and many. The numbness never does last the magic is gone and now I try in vain … Continue reading 41
Academy of the Heart And Mind 