By: Cameron Crosby LAWNMOWER MAN He sits on the throne of his lawnmower Like it’s a brand new Cadillac Placing a cigarette between his lips Turning it on, letting it roar Smoke billows from his mouth And the mower, Barbed…
By: Mary Grimm I was someone else, a younger woman who was polite and shy. I was on a family vacation except it was not my family I was looking for a dentist but he had moved out and his…
By: David R. Topper I’ve known her for over a year. A whole year. But I never thought about her that way. Well, really, I hardly ever thought about her at all. Except when I saw her in the store….
By: Meghan Doran It PoursWhen it rains grandma says hey is for horses and a watched pot never boils and needs must and grandpa says Thomas Jefferson was a deist and Ted Kennedy was a sonofabitch and he summons the…
By: Jim Bates Walking peaceful woodsSurrounded by Nature’s giftsProfound sense of joy. Unrelenting WindRoaring through an autumn nightA freight train racing. Calm November dayLast leaves drift softly landingLightly like feathers. Fresh snow transformingBrown ground to a wonderlandSo cheerful and bright.
By: Josephine Rudolf She was perfect, no she wasn’t. She was so far beyond that. She was the warm blanket on a rainy day, yet at the same time, if you were a plant, she would be the rain after…
By: Amrita Valan “Share equally amongst all five of you!”A praying mother’s dictumBefore even a glimpseOf the prize Arjun brought. When the stately matron turns,To her dismay she realises,She has made Arjun’s brideFair award of five brothers. But.Wait.She never said…
By: Chahra BELOUFA Today I knew who is best my shoulderTo tear pity and enfold no heart’s orderSince happiness substance I’m drinking it colder!Who is silly and grew on sensitiveness fonderOnly to feel and be never feltLike the Stonehenge of…
By: John Thomas Allen Onomatopoeia’s clinical thread: the pulse and click of doctor’s shoes, oath often a mere wishbone: And how can this be, but it…
By: Howie Good Garbled Voices Is it legal to walk around naked in your backyard? Only when someone has experienced it themselves can they truly judge. As the theory of reversibility states, the ice on ponds is never 100 percent…