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Poem: Rushing In Place

By: B.A. Varghese The green leaves crush and crackle underfoot leaving a trail along strong brown trunks that pierce wispy clouds in the sapphire sky. I leave footprints behind in the soft ground and crushed grass, in accord with and…

Poem: Passing

By: Ken Eberhart Somewhere, there’s a number sitting in a bank. Whether or not the money is actually there, I don’t know. It is just a couple of hundred bucks of Monopoly money that may or may not have been placed…

Poem: Oregon October

By: Ken Eberhart There is a concrete arch bridge on the 101. Beneath that arch, salmon boats venture out to sea, and ride twenty foot swells for five hours. Tourists pay ninety-five dollars apiece to sail the same ocean that Nicholson…

Poem: Convection Oven Romance

By: R. Gerry Fabian Take that microwave kiss with its speed; its get-it=done; its rapid-shot-attitude – away! Take that microwave lust with its frozen one moment – hot the next; its premature fire; its commercial gloss – away! Give me a…

Poem: Star Flash Sonnet

By: R. Gerry Fabian I watch the one star that carries your name. It haunts me still though time is an ally. Still I know that I am not without blame And you are one not to easily cry. Not…

Haiku: Winter Rain; The Wind

By: Ali Znaidi 1. Nimble winter rain reconfiguring the soil. —A Photoshop craft. *** 2. The wind shakes the tress. The leaves become trapezes for the scared silkworms. #### Ali Znaidi (b.1977) lives in Redeyef, Tunisia where he teaches English. His…

Poem: Everytime

By: Sam Rapth Every time our bodies gets engaged in our bed I try to read your lips… Every time They make out something, But I could not make out the same thing… Every time it keeps me curious, puzzled and…

Poem: Transience

By: Brylle Bautista Tabora God likes to paint with one eye closed The sky is his canvas In the morning he dips his thumb into two colors: Blue and white (the purplish white) and starts to draw unfinished images: An elephant…