
By: Richard LeDue A Living Poem I’m still aliveas long as you read this,even after silence tells methe truth about godsand worms wonder whymy eyes taste nothinglike apples. ### A coffee stained […]
By: Richard LeDue A Living Poem I’m still aliveas long as you read this,even after silence tells methe truth about godsand worms wonder whymy eyes taste nothinglike apples. ### A coffee stained […]
By: J. L. Lewis April The Sun climbs higher each day,like a soldier taking a hillone costly step at a time.Almost shyly it tiptoes across the skyas if somehow it lost its […]
By: Jasna Gugić STAYCover me with your beautyFill the cracks in my heartWithout youI’m dried up sourceA standing riverI’m the road whichLeads to nowhereSilent in helplessnessAll alone without a splendourImpersonal viewsStaring at […]
By: Emalisa Rose The winks, the nods, the passing clouds And off we go, as all begins againWound by walls this stucco station.We stand along its snow stained platform. The 5:11 passing […]
By: Sheila Murphy Requiescat There will be no warmer momentthan that autumn evening when neighbors musickedtheir way across the upstairs patioglasses lifted and sweet shoots of syllableslovelied their way into our room […]
By: Christian Ward Lake, Frozen Freezing weatherturned the lakeinto an icy tear.The snow coveredhillside, swept asidelike a brushstrokegone wrong, indifferent.The blue sky, framedin its Post-it note,offers no consolationto the frozen-over lake —like […]
By: Vanaja Malathy my adorable granddaughter turned eighti rummaged all the toy shopsto explore…to find something hilarious,and desperately looked for a perfect toyon her birthday a smart watch, magnetic fidget pen,3D Printing […]
By: Chen Ruizhe Spring fireworksAt that time, the weather was no longer divided between inside and outsideStop at the windowLook into the glassFeeling the self that is hidden and reflectedThe sound of […]
By Kenya Jimenez A love story,I thought it would be.The ending unveilingmy reality.From beginning to endIt was all deceit. Felt the butterfliesin my stomach and sparkswhen we first kissed,the cliché,you know how […]
By: Kinsey Carlson The Songbird These tears that I cry cannot be explainedLike birds singing sweetly, the music doth lieMy gilded cage tarnished by more than strainMy heart lies bleeding and time […]