By Jane Collins-Philippe She goes to the fridge to let my brother in at the door and puts the butter in the oven along with her hat and the napkins normally meant for the table. When she forgets where she’s…
By: Woody Fran She wants so desperately to love And to be loved A love more powerful than the word itself The type only portrayed in movies She wants once again to trust As a newborn clings to its mother…
By: JL Smith Iron Maiden The iron maiden sits in the bedroom room corner, waiting for me to come inside, feel its confines, compression of air, its sharp nails, scraping my skin no matter where I turn. I put myself…
By: Allen Serrano If Our Sky Was Our Skin If our sky was our skin, what color would it be? Pigment dark enough to blaspheme a holy night or fair enough to irradiate the clouds as if heaven was here….
By: Denny E. Marshall Science Fiction Haiku black hole each a galaxy black hole deep space probe survives long enough to find got the color wrong all the things you did last month, alien watching on T.V. tonight aliens assure…
By: Ilya Gutner Will to life 1 When life comes to you to take you by the hand then living nature’s hands are fire and there is no such word as No. The beginning of all things is the night…
By Gabriela M cemeteries open tombs scream flesh and bone yellow multiplication of sunsets space and time sink in nervous equations illusions of an unknown speed a crow gets strangled in a myth a morbid verse hangs on a cross…
By: Andy Botterill Warming currents of air lift up your memories as never quite before. Exposed now and bare, lying in tatters just out of reach, like dying embers of driftwood washed up on the beach scattered where they fell,…
By: John Grey WHEN PAYING RESPECTS TO THE LEADER So there you are, a great anemic Buddha, eyes as blue as coral waters, skin like parchment, hulking rolls of blubber swaddled in gold robe, rear bearing down on a protesting…
By: Paweł Markiewicz one dreamy spring day I looked in to brilliant eyes of my pal-dog in to his tender ocular dominance of eternity so that my gentle poem was in the soul perfect delicate now the most marvelous words…