EPHRAM PRATT REMEMBERS TWISTING & TURNING by Jack E Lorts
EPHRAM PRATT REMEMBERS TWISTING & TURNINGby Jack E Lorts
Ephram Pratt Speaks of Whispering
Quiet the noiseof the carburetor,
or is it a carbunclehe asked,
in muted silence,of a passing
stranger,one with shaggy locks,
looking as ifhis eyes emerged
from an...
EXHALE by Diane Webster
EXHALEby Diane Webster
DEATH BURIED
Plastic tulips and silk rosespretend they grow aroundmy parents’ gravestone.
Still not allowing themtruth after all these yearsdead in the groundin their forever-home caskets.
Stone-faced names chiseledlike Russian smilesin black and white photosof...
FROM ABOVE by Roger Singer
FROM ABOVEby Roger Singer
FROM ABOVE the bones of wordsremain behindlike rumpled sheetswithout memory of sleepas day tossesa mixed salad of walkingand arriving the hours melt intothe water of day time slows foranxious eyeswhile rain marks windowsand umbrellas...
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STILL LIFE by Sarette Albin
STILL LIFEby Sarette Albin
Still Life
In the morning’s stillness I slipped outFrom your loose embrace and leftYou sleeping in, face craned upward,Chin exposed and underbelly white.The space my head had lain a moment before,Nothing now...