MY YOUNG LIONS by Lynne D. Soulagnet
BONDAGEThe intensity of your glarecould sear my fleshburn a hole right through me.I compress myself into the chair,use a book as a shield.I have done it again,rubbed sandpaper on your wounds.What did I say...
EMBODIED SOIL by Sarah Conklin
EMBODIED SOILby Sarah Conklin
You never loved me, I was just a body.
I come home to dead flowers hanging on the wall, parched but aesthetically pleasingdry from humidity and a lack of loveThe eucalyptus has...
SALT by Robert McCloy
SALTby Robert McCloy
Old St. David’s (Cheraw, SC)
August pines and majestic magnoliasStand testament to centuriesOf weddings, Sundays, funerals;Gentle, torrid windAdorns the forlorn, silent yard.
What storiesOf passion, hope, faith,Impotence, despair, bewildermentAre sealed in the rootsOf the...
RUNNING by Stella Prince
RUNNINGby Stella Prince
Tell me now, what do you think?I might never love again.What can you say to me tonight?So I’ll believe in you again.
Cause I’m running now,I guess I might come back eventually,But I’m...
CHERRY FLOWER by Daniel King
CHERRY FLOWERby Daniel King
Centaur Zenith
We see the galaxy below usEach star with azurite fire allureThrough Delta prisms they are peerlessTransformed like cerium laser lightFor Titans, lemniscate with wildness,Who slant triumphant, descend and arcAnd blaze...
LEARN BEFORE TEACHING by Edward Lee
LEARN BEFORE TEACHINGby Edward Lee
TO BE THE OCEAN, TO BE THE MAN
In the oceanI become a wavecrashing onto the shore,pulling sand and stonesback with me,into me.
I crash againand again,until I own all the stonesand...
LIFE, LOVE AND HOPE by Ezekiel Archibong
LIFE, LOVE AND HOPEby Ezekiel Archibong
LIFE, LOVE AND HOPE
I try to reach high to the skyand admire the simplicity of life.The lilting song as it floats through flowersalong a brook of fairy bowers.Where I...
IF A TREE FALLS by Diane Webster
IF A TREE FALLSby Diane Webster
MALFUNCTION
Summer heat surfs up southern wall,slithers into swamp cooler ventsto vaporize water meant to soothehumans inside the office thusconverting cooler into heater.
The woman perspires when no onelistens to facts...
A VIEW OF POLITICS by Christopher Di-Filippo
A VIEW OF POLITICSby Christopher Di-Filippo Deciphering PoliticsRefuge of a different voice= (equals) an apology in motion.Our policy has always been – (minus)the previous government= (equals) individual fascism.Economic indifference2 (squared)= (equals) households held hostage topolicy...
HOWEVER RICH by Cameron Morse
HOWEVER RICHby Cameron Morse Shave GelTheo says Mama and hands mea hair from your head so long its endshave twirled together. Today isthe bottle of my shave gelhe won’t let go of as if it containedsome wish-granter...