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...
ON MY FLIGHT TO NEW YORK (REMEMBERING MY DEAR MOTHER) by Dr. Raymond Fenech
ON MY FLIGHT TO NEW YORK(REMEMBERING MY DEAR MOTHER)by Dr. Raymond Fenech
I don’t think I’ll ever be closer to you as I am nowAs I fly on this plane and look out into the...
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...
RHINOCEROS by Tomas Sanchez Hidalgo
RHINOCEROSby Thomas Sanchez Hidalgo
It’s four a.m. I have serious problems. And a Magnum in my pocket. Minutes later, dozens of crows, over a crowd of scrapyard parts (near the shoulder), take flight at our...
THE NEXT TIMES by Margarita Serafimova
THE NEXT TIMESby Margarita Serafimova
The next times were surrounding me,and everything in their evening lightwas quivering with unconscious potential.
I was yearning for you, for an answer from youwhen I raised my gaze to the...
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...
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...
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...
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...