By JC Smith3 I try to see now what I should have seen then when the light shone so bright and the shadows were never dark enough I once would walk on when I could have walked home with the…
By: Ian Fletcher Look! There she sits as beautiful as ever reminding me of how she and I have been in the hallowed zone our love thus seeming a transcendent reality the rest of the world but an ephemeral dream. Ah!…
By: David Hanlon Growing up, he was caught in his bedroom with music and feelings or more often, a battle between them— one trying to escape the other. Those obsessions— Rubik’s cubes of insecurities, finally completed not by finding the right…
By: David Hanlon Night comes as quickly as snap-shut eyes, or the quick blink in the mirror before noticing how time has lined my forehead. A wealth of experiences between temple skin folds. I hold them all here on my face…
By: Linda M Crate it’s no skin off my nose if you don’t like me my heart is a skein of stars not everyone knows to make of, but i am a tapestry of galaxies woven into bones; i don’t…
By: Linda M Crate september wakes heavy on my bones for all it’s golden beauty i am always wound in nightmares of you because this is when you stole a piece of my soul i’ll never get back wish i…
By: John Tuttle Love. ‘Tis unique to the self-named humankind. The strongest emotion, the capital virtue. It is not an element solely of the mind. Love: potent, everlasting, undying, true. Love. Her offspring is life, new life. I want a…
By: Kimberly Potter Kendrick she tried and tried b u t it was never enough t h e r e was no right answer n o r correct decision e v e r y facet of her life C H…
By: Kelly Miller Making longwinded strokes painting a picture worth 1,000 words and more White washing life so my true colors won’t show through Cleaning the chalk from the slate again Does my life really imitate my art, shades of grey?…
By: Adrian Slonaker If you assume I remember you take hay fever medication every August; your meals must be prepared macrobiotically; you stroll alone through churchyards when you wish to reflect, if you assume I feel the swirling cyan of your…