LEAVING BUCHAREST by Jules Elleo
LEAVING BUCHARESTby Jules Elleo
Leaving Bucharest
In the courtyardof my apartment block,there is an elm tree.Its foliage reaches upto the 5th floor.Its rootsrun deepbeneath our sleep.TwiceI will seethat treeretrace the path backto life.
SMS (Save My Soul)
You are...
WORDS UNSPOKEN by Kimberly Crocker
WORDS UNSPOKENby Kimberly Crocker
Words Unspoken By Kimberly Crocker
She dissolved from the feet up,vanishing in surreptitious bites like thosetaken by children when no one is looking.The strokes had crushed bits of her armor, too,leaving...
DIVINE by John Raffetto
DIVINEby John Raffetto A LATE FATESeas fossilize into parched buttestrapped shellfishanthropoids in dark matter.Time did not freezeas massive ice balland volcanoesmerge into passive resistancepush and pullon earth axis.The bacteria count is one.A joke of...
OUR OWN by George Payne
OUR OWNby George Payne
Our Own
The status quo is killing our soul.Life is not about paying the mortgage.
It is not okay that your cousin works atthe bomb factory. It doesn't matter that theycall it an...
TODAY I TRAVELED TO THE PAST by Jose Manuel SÁNCHEZ
TODAY I TRAVELED TO THE PAST by Jose Manuel SÁNCHEZ
GÜEI VIAXÉ AL PASÁU
Nel vieyu mundiugüei entamaba l’inviernu,güei ye’l Samaín,“l’acabu del verañu”.+++++Güei lleve-yos floresa los mios ancestrosa Sobrefoz,a les sos montañesau entá les divinidaesBeleño (Belenus)y Tarañes...
COME TO ME AND LET ME HOLD YOU by Olivia Du Pont
COME TO ME AND LET ME HOLD YOUby Olivia Du Pont
Come to me and let me hold youIn the dead of night where voices are hushedBreathe life into the night,For you are alive, you...
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THE UNFOLDING OF A DESTINY by Chic Scaparo
THE UNFOLDING OF A DESTINYby Chic Scaparo
A Morning in December
I woke from a dreamher face, etherealthe expression, serious, yet peacefulnot the face of a strangerbut of one I'd known once beforeher name whispered...
THE DOORS by Kevin Cahill
THE DOORSby Kevin Cahill The Doors Amid a bust-up of bell-bottoms and police-dogsand a flashing skink undoing himself in view, the song starts. Keeps in the hand for a minute, composing itself, wiggling, disbanding into beer.This is...
WORK OF ART by Valerie Patrick
WORK OF ARTby Valerie Patrick Work of ArtHold my face like the Portland VaseTrace the pictures on my cheekbonesGaze into my eyes like the Mona LisaAppreciate every stroke of colorCaress my body like the statue...
CALM by Elana Wolff
CALMby Elana Wolff Calm,not so long ago / the river ambling through the valley /easy in the aptitude of being in the blue beside the fireweedand pocket gophers stomping on the vandal grass / the...