Poem: Death Song #1

By: Riley Eleanor March mourning mornings are punc-tu-a-ted By letters that look like consolations, Congratulations that sound like condolences. Dreams die when we let them So I pulled the plug on my […]

Poem: August

By: Riley Eleanor When you moved your legs closer to mine Next to me So casually (Under the shade of the tree where I spent my childhood summers) (On the bench where I […]

Poem: The Kiss

By: Emeniano Acain Somoza, Jr. The red blue violet lips of this madness they’re doing good service to the black oak growing slowly inside the room, water the leaves of silence as they […]