By: Russ Cope I tell them I don’t mean to pry, but then get my hands full in, open up what was closed, exposing the darkness inside, always disillusioned with what I find. *** Russ Cope used to be a custodian….

By: JD DeHart Not sure why he spells his name with two m’s sometimes. Maybe it’s just been that long. You can tell by the way he sniffs the day, it’s not all good here. He wants you to think…

By: Anca-Mihaela Bruma Your pastel sunsets incandescently intertwine my velvet dreams, and my verbs know how to whisper gallantly your prepositions. I have even learnt to have fluency in your body language, inhaling your line breaks, structuring the sentence of our…

By: HR Creel under this tree I learned that I am no hunter watching the men in my family kill, spill blood, put food on the proverbial table I learned that I am a gatherer or singer or near-sighted bard.

By: HR Creel we put the dying to rest, laying eyes or coins on their eyes sending them on a grand voyage never thinking we should follow them.

By: Mary P. Douglas artist painting her heart with music awakening her mind with expression blue eyes deep souls escape artists wandering into his realm blind, inhibited, hungry winds swirled stones thrown hail pounded damaged goods convinced of worthlessness petrified…

By: Mary P. Douglas Hands cupped peering through the glass Desperately attempting to visualize; Insiders Reality’s repugnant Torment of the truth Thorns surging through my veins Fiercely wrenching, Profound wounds. Striking skull against the immortal wall Blood gushing out, Exposing…

By: j.lewis yes i know that cummings also shunned upper case and elliott wrote things simply complex with endings that often stood alone and apart, severed tails staring bewildered at the body of the poems that dropped them unexpectedly on dirty…

By:  j.lewis glory days gone she says she was blonde and wild and oh the things she tells of young indiscretions pleasures and places remembered so long after but the names escape her along with the little attachments that bind…

By: Chuck Orloski (The Commonwealth of Pennsylvania Primary) I want to donate my liver to the Marketplace, take Performance Enhancing Drugs, pop a Cuban kid out of Howard J. Lamade! I want a chance to binge in Mosul, I want…