ANOTHER MORNING by John Drudge
My Streets
HobbledBy a narrowStoic universeOwing nothingTo anyoneAloneOn the cobbled stonesWith an airy desperationFirm in my pocketAnd hiddenFrom everythingWorth hiding fromFrom anythingUnseenBelow the waterlineAlong the swiftSwollen riverWith the dark...
ON BEING ALONE by Katherine Ault
Voicemail
Listening is not hearing.Like a wind that is slowly nearingthat never hits your face.What I want is for my words to meet your embrace.Not to be fixed or...
ABSENT by Aracelly Campo
The Institution
by Aracelly P. Campo
Love-the grand illusionTheatrical spectacle presented to us on an empty stageTransaction driven unions that dictate the roles we are to...
A DEER WEEPS UNDER A FULL MOON by Kate-Yeonjae Jeong
“There are people who see a beautiful flower and rush over to pick it. They want to hold it in their hands, they want to own it. They want the flower’s beauty...
DALI by A.B. Emrys
DALI SET
Self-Portrait 1921, Salvador Dalí
out of cross-hatchshadow from underthat battered hat brimcast your cool eyeon everything more weightythan my usual fluxsmoke one last pipefor...
ODE TO THE WIND by Jamie Gibbons
ODE TO THE WIND
To the wind,I wonder, where you're goingWhere you've beenYou've blown across mountains, forests, seasYou've blown across polar ice caps & cities of treesYou've blown in...
REBIRTH AT SAGES RAVINE by Ron Roman
“Late Summer Sunday Afternoon Hike”
Hiking late summer Sunday afternoon,Sun yet strong still.What does it matter,Where do we go?
Venule-shaped verdant leaves,Now surround me everywhere.Colorless sky...
ROSARY IN VACUUM by Shivangi Mishra
I. What Colour is Peace and Home?
Is it to consume the gothic or expend the sublime?Would coloured value survive in white that seethes number?For all known times, when...
THE BODY NEEDS BLOOD by Ruth Niemiec
The Body Needs Blood
My father smoked cigarettes,pack a day,enough to punctuate every sentence with a coughI began to wait for a cough at the end of each sentenceSome...
WRITERS’S BLOCK by Bernadette Dickenson
WRITERS’S BLOCK
Words scuttle around the squaremarking the edge of my mindrunning in chaosfrom corner to cornerupstairs and downstairsnot lingering on the landing for restI struggle to put them...
