A Love Poem
By John Tustin The moon touched no room but ours, our bodies made alabaster and when we finished I found your hand and then parted your lips with my own. … Continue Reading A Love Poem
FAITH
By Lakshya Anant Faith, Not Hope, Not Religion I don’t have faith in hope Hope is a beggar walking through the blaze, Faith is the resilience that leaps over it. … Continue Reading FAITH
For My Ancestor Who Had Her First Baby Alone on the Floor
By Carolyn Sperry I’m sorry I don’t know more about you— I only heard some basic facts— but I can make it up. Maybe when you were preparing for your … Continue Reading For My Ancestor Who Had Her First Baby Alone on the Floor
To M.W.
By Gabriella Garofalo Hers was the sort of kindness born out of fear,The soul was a scared lady:Particularly when in the morning the grudge of the lightWas quite a piece … Continue Reading To M.W.
“Daddy and Uncle Bobby” and “Unpacked and Unpolished”
By Carol Parris Krauss Daddy and Uncle Bobby Daddy and Bobby would plant pennies on the track. Hide behind the azaleas waiting for the two a.m. Narrow Gage Rail to … Continue Reading “Daddy and Uncle Bobby” and “Unpacked and Unpolished”
Dynamite
By Scott Thomas Outlar Harken the dream that captures tired spirits A net flung into the ocean clings to the teeth of salmon Served on a holiday plate or swimming … Continue Reading Dynamite
Home of Soul
By Ali Ashhar They say no love could reflect a mother’s love, yet I perceive my maternal aunt portraying that care with the same light— two sister twin one love. … Continue Reading Home of Soul
“The Questioners” and “A Clean and Happy Home”
By Jason Abbate The Questioners Sometimes I have a question that I want to ask my father. But I can’t ask him anymore. Therefore, some Greek philosophers would say, I … Continue Reading “The Questioners” and “A Clean and Happy Home”
American Dream
By Ace Boggess Doc puts her on a new drug— resolves two thirds of her problems (doesn’t sound like much unless you’ve been there) while inflicting a fifth of side … Continue Reading <em>American Dream</em>
Bayside
By Ann Christine Tabaka The perfect evening…rolling waves gently kiss the shore. Dancing moon glow hypnotizing the senses. We walk hand in hand in moist marsh grass, birds scattering in … Continue Reading Bayside
Breaking Away, Excel, and Solstice Yellow
By Mary Croy Breaking away The day began with a bike break down front wheel flat, clack, clack, clack as I passed the woman with the suitcase breaking away-that was … Continue Reading Breaking Away, Excel, and Solstice Yellow
Last Words
By Amy Marques Amy Marques strives (with varying degrees of success) to say more using less words. She penned children’s books, barely read medical papers, and numerous letters before turning … Continue Reading Last Words
DOWN ON THE AVENTINE
By Charlie Coleman with the picnic blankets and glass pipes. and the wreck when i saw the christopher street of that second week, where were the split lips, i thought, … Continue Reading DOWN ON THE AVENTINE
Humbug Humans, Gruesome Murders, Love Jihad, Wife Deserters, and Redistribution of Resources of The World
By Sandip Saha Humbug Humans In Australia I happened to visit a park no, it was not of human but of animals those who were extinct the replica of them … Continue Reading Humbug Humans, Gruesome Murders, Love Jihad, Wife Deserters, and Redistribution of Resources of The World
Arthritis, Salad, and Harvard Yard
By Michael Estabrook Arthritis . . . when you’re young you haven’t time to think about being old . . . Grandson hears me groan for no apparent reason as … Continue Reading Arthritis, Salad, and Harvard Yard
“Lunar Eclipse Watching”, “Strolling Downhill with Sisyphus”, and “Devouring Eggs on Half Moon Island, Antarctica”
By Rosemary Dunn Moeller Lunar Eclipse Watching Watching the snow-colored disk by its own light, I smiled back, waiting for the dimming as our earth’s penumbral shadow touched the widest … Continue Reading “Lunar Eclipse Watching”, “Strolling Downhill with Sisyphus”, and “Devouring Eggs on Half Moon Island, Antarctica”