By Nathan Gromotowicz Isaac sits at his desk gazing upon a typewriter. The paper resting on the paper rest is a blank, it has been thus for the last week. And his cogitations are equally as destitute of words. His deadline is in two days. The employers who hired him are strangers to Isaac. They … Continue reading Deadline!
Why I Write
By Alex Andy Phuong Why do people write? What is the point of worrying about events, places, and characters created through the human imagination? They are not even real! Some people major in English while in college because they are bookworms. Sometimes they could be very similar to Belle from Beauty and the Beast, and … Continue reading Why I Write
Someone’s MFA Thesis
By Thomas Page Pictured before you is a Sunday Chicken Dinner. There are greens, macaroni & cheese, biscuits, and a pitcher of sweet tea. Around this banquet there sits our characters: the Petersons. There’s Adam who is the father. He sits at the head of the table. He works at the swanky office downtown and … Continue reading Someone’s MFA Thesis
Don’t Cry
By Rosanne Trost Reluctant at first To embark on this new path Not so sure She could always leave No commitment Might not be a good fit Gradually it happened She was hooked Looked forward to being together Fun happy times Grateful that she had taken that first scary step Life-changing Yet there were … Continue reading Don’t Cry
Two Poems by Ahmad Al-Khata
Love Between the Seasons I see you in the blue sky, you became a dark cloud I dream of you in a rainbow, you dream of me in autumn Writing a Letter I will be writing a letter to nobody brave or I know I want to say I am sorry for … Continue reading Two Poems by Ahmad Al-Khata
“Hamartia”
By Thomas Page I am student teaching a senior level class in Washington, DC. They have to write some poems on these prompts. I decided to try all 30 of them. However, I will not say what the prompt was but what it number was. Prompt #25 One recent summer ago, I was tasked to … Continue reading “Hamartia”
Poem Sun
By Guna Moran Translated from the Assamese by Bibekananda Choudhury I cry inconsolably after reading a poem I can’t stop myself from crying out After penning a poem The poems that I read Under such pencil of light It is a boon of a star That expired a hundred years ago A hundred years … Continue reading Poem Sun
TAP
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
“Write While It’s Quiet”
By John Dorroh She told me to write while it’s quiet, while the dogs are on the deck sunning in a dangerous summer sun, while the earth movers are not chewing up the ridge across the road, while the neighborhood kids are stuck at school, while the jackhammers are in the backs of workers’ … Continue reading “Write While It’s Quiet”
One Shot One Poem
By Mendes Biondo I’m not sure that stuff could be considered a poem you said on the display a few words about a thing happened while you were on a tram poetry is everywhere I told you just let things go just don’t change life into a good story let flow what happened and … Continue reading One Shot One Poem
Academy of the Heart And Mind 