Poetry

LOSTby Allen Vega  I’m lost, a child walking through the night, walking among the woods. The moon hiding behind the clouds, shows its face from time to time. I can see my breath in the...

POEM FOR FAMILY AND FRIENDSby Tom Carter  When I look on you, I seeA land that is your own: Un-pioneered ravines and hills, overgrown,Uncharted streams and dales, valleys Nooked in darkness still, unsown,Fertile tracts of ground waiting...

DAYLIGHT ROLLSby Diarmuid ó Maolalaí  DAYLIGHT ROLLS daylight rollslike trains on train tracksonward, very steady,very hot and business-like.COLD AS A COAT FROM THE CLOSET winter comesbrittle and thick soupy.lather soaking upwardin a draft of rotten leaves. it...

RULE BEYONDby Daniel King  Kalpa Adept I am alone, eternal and oneFollow my journey, the waterline’s forceGalaxies and the Rift,The Earthlight that burns,Twin-born I reign allInfinity’s son. Afterglow’s warmth others will yieldCold ways a last choiceBut old.Kalpas...

MAN UPby Frank ModicaMan UpGood Catholic boys in button down shirtsand blue jeans fought on the school playground,rising and falling in the masculinity standings.This brutal competition snared everyone,large and small, Polish, Italian,or Irish, and...

THE ALCHEMIST, GRASPING FOR MEANINGby John Sweet  incantation for the refused the rumor of your death orthe lie that is your life                          bothmaybeand at the same time sunlight and famine andunpaid bills the news of warwhich is how...

A New Beginning Of my heartA missing piece.It hurt, it hurt,Oh, how it burned!How it cut—How it tore!But oh that was nothing…When you arrivedI felt it in my body.I cried, I moaned,Shouted, screamed.Forgot who I wasAnd...

A Cold HellA cold hell,fear between the neon,taxicab strangers,killers in trucks,the man around thecorner conceals aknife, like sin.A confrontation,in the hotel room,he & his desperation,thunderstorm-thoughts,battle fatigue,adrenalin the winner,no sleep this night.A light shines,through the...

OUROBOROSby Nathan Tluchowski  Goodbye Words for the Dead Fella while I was holler whisp’rinmy wake up midnight moansyou was wrapped up warmand tidy in your so sheer linenwith your wormsmoan groaning your way alongcold cement groundto...

The Last Nail Wonder,regret,disconnected phones,internet searches,discoveries and obituaries—coffinsand coffinsand coffins—so many coffinsnailed shutby outdated addressesbeside names ina 25-year-old address book. Old I She was supposed to outlive him,but she gave up,left him alone,dependent on visitationsfrom her childrensaddled with...