By: Tom Squitieri Big Girls Beat Drums Part the raincoat and give me your trust, as the thump of snowflakes say goodbye to the rain Our pattern follows the beat in our universe, where eyes are clear and there is…

By: Mary Bone The summer was long and hot. It seems like you could see steam coming up from the pavement. None of the neighborhood children wore shoes unless they were flip flops. We could step on a goat head…

By Ben Pyle Satan is a staggeringly good kisser. Not too much tongue. A light nibble on the lower lip. Way better than my ex-husband. My dead husband. Satan and I have been seeing each other for a little over…

By: Marvin Cohen Plunged into Death, You’re in a Fix. You and the World Are No Longer a Mix. Your Adherence Is Guaranteed: Death Sticks. You’re Precisely One of Many It Picks. If death is my worst enemy, fight it,…

By: Anupama Mishra I was walking through the holy river Ganges the mesmerizing atmosphere and peace was attracting the empty heart and flooded mind, I sat on the broad stairs of the ghat Which was a little filthy but unlike…

By: Sharon Frame Gay “Normally, I don’t trust many people,” Liz said. “But I can tell you’re different.” She rested her head against the truck window and sighed. “Thank God you came along. I’d still be sitting on the side…

By Chinese Poet Hongri YuanTranslated by Yuanbing zhang Fragrant and Amaranthine for Thousands of Years One day I will come back from outer space by a red cloud and bring giant’s picture scroll. My lines of lightning songs will flutter…

By: Lee Conrad The wood frame house, a century old, but in good shape, dominated the hilltop. Near it, a barn, in disuse for many years, struggled to keep from collapsing. A large white peace sign on the back side…

By: Stephen M. Fragale Back in the summer of 2003 I was travelling the mediterranean as I took a hiatus from my job working as a correspondent for the London Times. The war in Iraq was all anyone was talking…

By: Madison Micucci Dear Spokane, . You wear Spring like a Bride . lilac perfume and cherry blossom rouge . a river veil tumbles eternally down the elegant slope of your back . as I draw nearer, chiffon mist grazes…