By: Bill Kamen Another day draws nearAgain, I fall back into the shadowsWith heart-filled tearsAlone in my shelter With curtains gapingThe outside emanatesAs I build absenceFrom the outside fates Years of building routinesSuddenly come undoneMeanwhile, my mind demeansFilling my head…

By: Neven Dužević On the river againMe and all the saintsOld ancestors and ancestorsOars and boatsFish and hooksOars and bowsMissing memoriesLove and fogTwo hundred to ace and cooksWhy did they drag the game out of the kitty?Belot and tarotChess on…

By: Pulkita Gnarl QuotesThings do not change; we change.―Henry David Thoreau We are like a blank slate filled with observationAnd squeezing of lime. I don’t think I am, a Knight.What is a life, a tale of an idiot and a…

By: Brian Michael Barbeito God Devil God Devil Bun and the Red House I have lost my bun. I am on a far path, more of game trail as they call it, than a people path, and I reach for…

By: John P. Drudge Pathways Keeping the secretsOf our ancestorsTapping the talesOf crumbling wallsTo the foundationOf our storiesThe pinnacleOf it allWhere we returnTo plants and soilWithout fanfareOr tributeIn particularlyOrdinary waysRising and fallingDown the windingPathwaysThrough the trees ### Ashore SomethingBroke me…

By: Bill Kamen Another day draws near.Again, I befall into the shadowswith heart-filled tearsalone in my shelter. With curtains gaping,the outside emanates,as I build absencefrom the outside fates. Years of building routinessuddenly come undone.Meanwhile, my mind demeans,filling my head with…

By: Peter J. Dellolio Fear’s Playground Creaking musty wood cart loud rolling crack! black doors bang after red power lever pulled as the journey      begins the zigzag                    angles             sharp stops and                             turns each vision…

By: Vanaja Malathy Mouse safe by laptopTill touchscreen trashed it downRobots too extinct. No doctrines, prophetsway of life, belief in soulThat is Hinduism. Enter world in painLive attached in illusionExit detached, calm. Enter world egofulExit world anonymousLife, an empty dream….

By: Jim Bates “It’s all in the wrist,” he said“Really?”“Well,” he grinned lovingly mussing his son’s hair“Maybe some magic’s involved, too.”“Wow!” The boy looked closelyThe pencil-drawn portrait of a horse’s head was too good to be true. Inspired he tried…

By: Juha Kim Ever since I was young, I have lived in many foreign countries. When I was 10 months old, I moved from Korea to the Netherlands and lived there for 5 years. After that, I moved to England…