By: Linda M Crate you tell me that you want things to change, but you remain the same; living out your live in the way you always have doing the same thing thinking that the results will be different is…

By: Linda M Crate you talk and talk and talk i think you like the sound of your own voice trying to carry the moment on, but i’m growing weary of the heaviness of your bones; we are but strangers,…

By: Linda M Crate “i like what i see” “what’s up?” i’m at work and the only thing that’s up is my blood pressure, and i don’t see your need to approach me while i’m at work hoping for a…

By: Indunil Madhusankha The heart beset with a thousand hopes which were ever increased by those of his parents who slaved away, not having even a sufficient meal to their stomach A bigger expectation, they bore to see the refinement of…

By: Indunil Madhusankha The shining fall of her thickly grown knee length tresses An araliya flower pinned in her hair, near the ear The glamour of her lotus coloured lips and that of her cheeks like rosy petals The beauty of…

By: Chuck Orloski When I am hurt & when I have given hurt, & in order to expel sorrow & shame, I go (unmasked) for long walks in my favorite cemetery. There I sing songs to hundreds of dead who sometimes…

By: Ed Nichols I left my motel and walked up the beach, turned in front of the pier and walked over three blocks to Al’s Café. It was going to be a fine day. A few cottony clouds moved out of…

By: Reese Scott Jake laid down on the gurney. It felt as though he was on backwards. Suddenly all he could think of were fragments of song lyrics that he was infatuated with when he was younger and afraid to…

By: Mohammad Jashim Uddin  I am a Boishakhi Storm. I am a Ruin and Destruction. I am an Atom Bomb. I am a King Cobra. Storm, Ruin, Destruction, Bomb and Cobra to wipe distress of the Humanity. I am a Sail…

By: Denny E. Marshall Tall ashen sails of the mind Push hard like gusting inside winds Lost out in the edgeless vastness In deep-waters of receptor ocean No land connections in sight As far as thought perceives Hurricanes push both ways…