By: Joe Bardin I don’t get out much as a writer, so attending a conference on nonfiction writing was an exposing experience. Someone joked by the end that this gaggle of introverted writers was exhausted after three full days of…
By: Pawel Markiewicz We have given a mathematical sum; components are flowers or blossoms, namely: a lady’s slipper’ orchid as well as a bleeding-heart. The flowers of the the lady’s slipper’ orchid are in relation to St. Maria (also in…
By Ron Ridenour I cried again this morning. Tears just burst out as I was dusting the house. I’d set Leonard Cohen “The Future” album on the record player to accompany my house chores. Give me back the Berlin wall…
By: Paweł Markiewicz A small ladybug wanted to visit a fairy-queen of ants in the underground under an ancient oak-druidic and its longing for stars was indeed romantic as well as like an primeval world – heroic. The ladybird found…
By: Olatubosun David I wonder how it goes through its path unknown Coiling like the snake’s whirling coil around a mango tree.Ascending rapidly into the sky, Riding on the wind’s backLike triumphant king returning from war front, Rising gently, narrowly,…
By: Holly Day Tiny Metal Ghosts The little robotic vacuum cleaner moves across the floor with such purpose, drawing patterns in the dust with the precision of a spider scrawling its web. I wonder if I watched the vacuum long…
By Kate Rose They were squirrel-like creatures, but bigger. The first time Sally had seen one literally fly off the wall, landing on one of the rafters, she’d made everyone get out of bed and sleep in the newly-renovated basement….
By: John Sweet bones, buried fuck yr junkie deaths yr crippled religions no god here but the god of crows no windows in the room of murdered children because what would you see? what song of false hope would you…
By: Vicki Murray Bonne Nuit Mother is dying. I go to herMore than miles separate us,years of silence and misunderstanding.I enter her room. Others leave.Her speech is unintelligible.I listen desperate to understand.In a death garble, she anxiously speaks.I answer her…
By: Sarah Cash New Boots Red rain boots shine, and jiggle around my feet. With each down step I stretch out, feeling the space where my toes will grow. They squeak when I walk across hard tile floor. It tickles…