FRACTIONS by Anya Lofamia
FRACTIONSby Anya Lofamia
bodies and becoming
who chose this face for me : is this mine?there is some strangeness in being bornto a body of a twenty-six-year-old human being.what happened to me? he thought. it was no...
OPEN BOOK by Dominique Williams
OPEN BOOKby Dominique Williams
The Consequences of a Dream
A bitter truth wrapped in translucenceA fervent hope dashed upon consciousnessA trip to UtopiaA descent into Hell
Memories revealed as an abandoned home;It’s paint and wallpaper peeling off...
Selections from CALL ME ISHMAEL’S APPRENTICE by Eileen Flaxman
Selections fromCALL ME ISHMAEL’S APPRENTICEby Eileen Flaxman
Certaintyis thy savior.In this storm–tossed,tumultuous world,with death to our leftand our right,we look to TheeWho never waversWhose word is law andWhose punishment is swift.I am adrift when in...
GRANITE by Elizabeth Spragins
GRANITEby Elizabeth Spragins
Granite
a stream of pebblestrickles down the fractured face—rivulets of raintug an acorn from its tombdeep within the wrinkled rocks
~Mount Desert Island, Maine
Jewels
daybreak polishesdew drops pearled on linden leaveswith emerald fireiridescent damselfliesdance the...
CEILING FAN by Kyle Doty
CEILING FANby Kyle Doty Another Poem About TragedyI told you your sins were absolved.I did not tell you that I don’t have the authority.So I’m a liar.The truth is without you there wouldn’t be a...
WHISPERS by Makayla Minnich
WHISPERSby Makayla Minnich
Whispers
When I am still, I start to think,And thinking rarely serves me well.My mind recalls hurt feelings, fear,And empty threats on which to dwell.
A foreign voice spits, “no one cares,”A chilling laugh...
SHE IS A WOMAN by James Evan Gates
SHE IS A WOMANby James Evan Gates
ImpermanenceStop what you are doing and take a nap.Your bed is calling. The rain is falling.Our long and arduous expedition has come to an end.Be at peace with...
INTO THE BLIZZARD by Kathy Robertson
INTO THE BLIZZARDby Kathy Robertson
Fall Festivities
During our annual drivewe rediscoverthe buttery meadowsmeandering amongstNiagara Escarpment bluffsdecked in colourful coatsof the season burgundy,gold, scarlet, plum—as sun’s raystorch the landscape.
Crisp, crinkly leavescrunch underfootas we stop to surveyroadside...
HONEY JARS II by Allie Rigby
HONEY JARS IIby Allie Rigby
Bones
Where I am from, women have brokenfingernails that dig in the dirtlike badgers, looking for bones. Bonesmean yes, a lovely spot for pansies.Plant two there. We scrub our handsbefore dinner....
TWILIGHT by Richard Dinges
TWILIGHTby Richard Dinges, Jr
Twilight
Shadows hide intwilight, hide inbanality of dimskies cracked byblurred limbs. Limbssway spasmodicallyin wind's whispers.A judgment of a daythat promised sharp linesbetween light and dark,now slips quietlyover a gray horizon.A judgment recastson...