By: Joan McNerney I want to make scarves from the sky. Since I’m not much of a seamstress, here’s hoping it won’t be too hard. To start I’ll just pick up a fleecy white cloud to cover my neck. Maybe create…
By: Neelam Singh The night falls Upon my deprived grief-stricken soul Every soul retires for the night, my pretense of rest still lies abound Turmoil of emotions swells up like waves What to do, what will I see next? Lay…
By: Helen Gavoe Red pods hanging from the rafters. When they finally bloom, Will they fill the room with crimson perfume, Salmon lining exposed like a spreading vulva, Blood red freckles trailing down from the scarlet core? Vermillion stigma awaiting…
By: Linda M Crate you said i was cute when i’m mad well, am i gorgeous now that i’m ripping every part of your ego to shreds? am i stunning now that i am burning with all the feathers of…
By: Linda M Crate people always want me to help them, but they don’t seem to care no matter how hard i’m struggling; and i am done feeding the disloyal people from my hand will use the same hand that…
By: Mantz Yorke Some win their tussles with your scholarship, but I’ve not yet found the key to turn the lock. Googling words I’ve never come across, I can’t tell whether I’m scratching up intriguing fragments of ancient pot or…
By: Ruth Z. Deming Alicia, modern woman that she was, needed three jobs in order to survive and pay her bills. To her dismay, she learned she was pregnant. At a party at her girlfriend’s apartment, everyone including herself was as…
By: Janna Vought A memory, caught, mounted for permanent display. Move the stone! Roll it away! Dark silence was the feeling, oily a place where days and nights blend, life and death become one. I peer through the broken window, silent….
By: Janna Vought My life is a field, the field where I’ll soon be scattered. I still tend frozen flowers trapped in frost, not ready to say goodbye. I wake in darkness, try not to slip down a black stinking hole,…
By: Linda M Crate better things come to you when you’ve let go of things you should have never grasped that’s what you taught me, and for that i thank you; but i don’t thank you for the heart you…