By: A Byrd Called Bird Wheeling in a chaos-scapeShe flutters down the winding streetSlipping between the empty people,Before she turnsLike the hand bursting from the lakeCrowning clouds with glittering diadems of frozen pearlsBedecking them in the manner of dancing girlsThe…
By: Jamie Nguyen Pulora Court I walk up and down Pulora Court every turning day,once when the sun rears its laughing head, once when it dips beyond the dusky horizon. Twelve mismatched iclers, six perside, shaded by color pencils stolen…
By: J.K. Durick Desert I’ve never been on a desert, you know the kind,But I can picture me out in it. The sand as far asAs I can see, the intense sun, some wind swirlingAbout the sand, and there I…
By: Chandra Shekhar Dubey Rain, rain bringcoolness of your showersto scorched plantssilent and sultry.Rain, rain bringyour torrents to earthparched and thirstyin restless summerto sprout the grass,ferns and dry leaves.Rain, rain bringrelief to toiling farmersto put seeds to fieldsto grow cropsthat…
By: Bill Kamen Killin’ time, sippin’ a beerAt a boardwalk bar by the seaThe jukebox playin’ visions of loveMy mind drifts away to a girl on the beachSwayin’ to the sound of the wavesA glow on your face as bright…
By: Richard LeDue At Least the Dead Don’t Need To be Shushed My second job interview was easysince I had found a grantthat paid over half my wages,so I spent a summer in a libraryputting books back where they belonged,but…
By: Blessy George THE PUPPET MASTER The puppet master held his fingers tightAnd I fight, a hopeless fightAgainst my dreams, against my burning desireFor freedom, I stayAlas! The way money can control youAlthough it hurts knowing that the ironIs melting…
By: Stephen Kingsnorth What of Ravi, Sunil? Pencil moustache, bike perched as frame,common boyhood smiles about,and bright, bright eyes hiding nilsave haunting heads that never willmeet again as growing lads. Here, Ahallabad, green college fields,the only common ground, for meCambridge,…
By: Wil Michael Wrenn Absence Sometimes I think I hearyour footsteps, but I turn,and you’re not there. Sometimes I think I hearyour voice calling out,but then I wake from my dream. Sometimes I think I hearyour laughter, but it’s onlythe…
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