Poetry - Year V - Number 33 - February 2020

WHAT WILL BEby Daniel Senser  Watching My Roommate Sleep For Tom The old man snores like the windAnd the rumbling of rock-fall.What dream seduced himInto the deep chamberWhere the dark rose of oblivionGrows? All his life, he...

OUTDOOR SHOWERby Katherine Carlman  Hollow Things  Like the shell of a chocolate hare, upon the slightest pressure from an eager child’s hand causes it to give way to nothing but its own void and trees toppled by...