By: Linda M Crate other women are graceful and thinner than i swans floating in the air shimmering in all their beauty perfectly content with their apparent beauty, but i have many windows open and closed some boarded shut and…
By: Linda M Crate i hide in the hallows of words trying desperately to melt away the husks and shells and pieces of me that i don’t like to lovingly caress my virtue, and make excuses for the dirtiness painted…
By: Linda M Crate his love was a mortuary slowly swallowing pieces of her until she could not find herself for him, and it seemed to happen overnight this metamorphosis; he the fallen angel and she the saint caught in…
By: Milt Montague the blinds are tightly shut to keep out the bright sun i burrow down into my chair for comfort a computer light the only illumination my mindscreen comes alive buzzing with ephemeral ideas one seems the most…
By: Sunil Sharma In a fluid world away from this one of stricter boundaries float creatures otherwise denied and banished from the kingdom of the Homo sapiens, the ones evolved the varied specimens interact in a scene not possible real-time…
By: Abhijeet Deshmukh The sun is obscured by a cloud The thunder you can hear aloud The clouds race to be the first To a mountain that will make them burst This joy of rain we have known for ages We’ve…
By: Eliah Medina Sleep well my son and dry your tears, I know you are hurting, it will be over soon. We will soar again with the gods for countless years. We flew from the labyrinth of death and fears Flying…
By: Chuck Orloski Boiling days of July 2016, school’s out, American kids ushered to Grandpa’s inflatable pool and Smiley’s Day Care Center at $300.00 per week. Sedated, weary, Mrs. Johnson sat in back row of Harper Valley Junior High auditorium….
By: Robert A. Davies She blessed us when we came a lady in her 80s bent over, face wrinkled a voice sweet and thin. We had come for strawberries. She directed us to the farthest field. Again she blessed us….
By: Neil Creighton When these limbs were strong, when ears were young and clear, when each day was unblinkingly bright, much grand music I could not hear. Now they hear a vast symphony from stars traversing the night, and these declining…