by Susana H. Case
Of course, she didn’t trust
your gestapo blurt of words.
She came from a culture
abused by authority. Continue reading
by Susana H. Case
Of course, she didn’t trust
your gestapo blurt of words.
She came from a culture
abused by authority. Continue reading
Filed under Poetry
by Mazzy Sleep
You expect the sun
To melt into the
Horizon. Instead, your
Feet rake the dirt and
Light reflects like water Continue reading
Filed under Poetry
by Sean Madden
The kid at Coyote Pond, six, maybe seven, a ruffled
head of hair, a neighborhood boy whose name
I once learned–he’s making me nervous, nervous
in a way I feel sheepish about, a way that’s borderline
irrational, the way he’s bouncing around the playground,
firing cap guns, shooting things only he can see.
Filed under Poetry
by Lenny DellaRocca
The woman downstairs has hired a man to tear apart everything
she owns. Since her husband died
she carries grief around
in a suitcase of birthdays.
Continue reading
Filed under Poetry
by David Rogers
Regret–
that was the real original sin
The river flows a different way
To paddle against it for long is folly
Hummingbird and mockingbird
nest on branches Continue reading