Evening Walks in Boston
When I brought my dog home to Boston, she was only eight weeks old, so small that someone mistook her for a bunny and asked why I had her on … Continue Reading Evening Walks in Boston
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When I brought my dog home to Boston, she was only eight weeks old, so small that someone mistook her for a bunny and asked why I had her on … Continue Reading Evening Walks in Boston
Paul Ilechko is a British American poet and occasional songwriter who lives with his partner in Lambertville, NJ. His work has appeared in many journals, including The Bennington Review, The … Continue Reading History Poem
And in today’s ridiculous news, a snow tree has sprouted and grown overnight in what used to be the parking lot of the shuttered mini-mall on East Boulevard, enormous, white … Continue Reading Local News
Two boxes arrived To be pondered, in discomfort To be acknowledged Two, to be opened Two urns sit side by side They’d sat in that room before On other occasions … Continue Reading Two Boxes
Trigger Warning: death/murder, imprisionment Through the corridors of silent eyes watching for my demise, I could see it. The presence of your touch, flitting about with its ghostly palms, reaching … Continue Reading Finality
Bless me, Father, for I have sinned; it has been 33 years since my last confession and I’ve been most prideful but it’s the good kind of pride like befriending … Continue Reading Confession
By Sarah Daly Sarah Daly is an American writer whose fiction, poetry, and drama have appeared in forty-three literary journals including The Inflectionist Review (nominated for Best Spiritual Literature Awards, Orison Books), Northwest … Continue Reading Darkness
I used to gather rocks I found by the side of the road and take them home to add to my collection. I liked to keep them inside of empty … Continue Reading Junior Rockhound
There’ll be no politics at my table. No blessing that is partisan. No discussion of the election. Instead, let’s focus on the food: the turkey and potatoes, the squash and … Continue Reading This Thanksgiving Will Be Hard
Paul Ilechko is a British American poet and occasional songwriter who lives with his partner in Lambertville, NJ. His work has appeared in many journals, including The Bennington Review, The … Continue Reading Standing Still
Can you hear it? The whispers that sink into your skin, words that feel like they’re burning, scathing, reaching inside of yourself to breathe life and then rip it out. … Continue Reading Don’t Let It Win
The beautiful & damned come into the raven’s hold, not looking for the remains of Poe with relics of supernatural sanctuary. Starlight waits still in spider-webbed cracks for a bygone … Continue Reading Smoking Dope in the Raven’s Cave
So many shades of blue existing together in a sea of clear water rippling over a beach of fine white sand. A massive rock rose out of the sea, hollowed … Continue Reading Cleopatra at Mersa Matruh
It’s a long drive in the heat windows down, radio off no distractions but the river and a cigarette every forty miles Six months left to get through and not … Continue Reading Six Months
Macy’s is a multinational corporation with locations on six continents. It boasts endorsements by Santa Claus and Snoopy. It acquired rights to the red star formerly owned by Communism. Macy’s … Continue Reading Colors Run
Trigger Warning: mentions of war and gore Hatred does not cease by hatred. But only by love; this is the eternal rule. Buddha In this greed For power, for money … Continue Reading War Gods need offerings