by Donald Illich
I am the body floating in the lake.
No one talks about me. I’m embarrassing. Continue reading
by Donald Illich
I am the body floating in the lake.
No one talks about me. I’m embarrassing. Continue reading
Filed under Poetry
by Andy Gambell
Engine hums mesmerize like a Buddhist Om, and roads
unfurl themselves like mistakes or promises. Continue reading
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by Jessie Raymundo
This morning is shaded
with salt water. From the garden, Continue reading
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by Ujjvala Bagal Rahn
In his den, Marty forgets to put things away.
Wrappings and boxes fall unnoticed to the floor,
Amazon purchases rest on his desk,
as he turns to the computer screen.
Mal Nińo never has to put anything away
because his hands are always empty, Continue reading
by Caroliena Cabada
At dinner, the napkin ring
cinches the cloth into a fan. Continue reading