ALEX ON HIS GUITAR by Linda Barrett
ALEX ON HIS GUITARby Linda Barrett
Alex on His Guitar@2016 Linda BarrettHe got it as a gift from his fatherOn Christmas EveThe acoustic guitar of deep mahoganyCost around $500But the owner put it on saleAt...
DARK LOVE by Ayanna Lopez
DARK LOVEby Ayanna Lopez
Dark LoveThis angel fellShe lost her lightTrudging through the gates of hellShe gave up the fightNo man or godCould bring her backUntil she looked into his heartBlack as coalHard as iceTheir...
TRIBUTE by Heide Arbitter
TRIBUTEby Heide Arbitter
These daysSome assertHistory is a lieThe Holocaust never happenedSomebody made it up
In Washington, DCCapitol to a countryOf assailed settlersThe blood of recollectionSprinkled on soilFertilized CementAnd blossomedMemory
Some insistAll visit the Nation’s CapitolTo throw...
TENDER WORDS by Dayna Lellis
TENDER WORDSby Dayna Lellis Shroud of StubbornnessThe quicksand is devouring her.She’s struggling, sobbing for help.I rush to pull her to safety.She refuses to take my rope.I scramble to find other options.I offer her rope after...
THE PARTY by Laura Solomon
THE PARTYby Laura Solomon The PartyYou have to be dead to be invited to this party.As is to be expected, all the stars are here.Janis, Marilyn, Jesus.There are ordinary people too though.Kevin Watson who died...
POND FROG by Dr. Nathanael O’Reilly
POND FROGby Nathanael O'Reilly
Pond Frog
a young frog makes her homein the backyard pond
beneath the stone water featureunaware that every summer
for the past five years anotherfrog has lived in the same pond
until consecutive hundred-degreedays heat...
UNDERNEATH by Roger Singer
UNDERNEATHby Roger Singer
UNDERNEATHFall back under early stars.The sea moves reflective waves,pulsing onto sand, building likeengines of thunderous clouds.Streams of people merge intotemporary spaces; strangers oncorners, a brief land of shouldersstaring straight ahead. A steady...
COSMOS by Dorsía J Smith
COSMOSby Dorsía J. Smith
Cosmos
My son asks me what happened to his baby brother.
What baby brother?
The one in your belly, Mama.
Why he’s gone to the air, I say,like a ball of cells radiating by motion.It’s...
THREE SEASONS by A.R. Francis
THREE SEASONSby A.R. Francis
Three seasons
Three seasons have passedSince I knew youSince I knew the way your scarfFell across your shoulderOr the way you sipped your teaFrom that chipped cupOn Spring Street
And one day we'll...
PENETRATING SECRETS by Cynthia Pitman
PENETRATING SECRETSby Cynthia Pitman
PENETRATING SECRETSWith all your science can you tell how it is — & whence it is, that light comes into the soul?-- ThoreauThe science is settled.We know it all now.No more...