Poetry – Year V – Number 38 – July 2020

Why Why. Who is better off at their final breath? I cry out. Why? I get no answer. There has to be an answer for this. Surely some reason, Some purpose. But what answer Would leave me feeling okay About their demise? What answer would satisfy? Why. I’m...

Angel of Bridgeport The County called me up For Jury Duty I had to report on the 27th To make sure I got there By 8:15 A.M. I took a drive up there Mother in tow. The Map Quest’s directions Confused me Driving is...

In the Flow of the Light A warm, comforting light fringes the window with quiet prayers. A year or two can pass in a second, as noiseless as yellowjackets sampling daises. I welcome that silence containing hints...

Supernova I wish that I knew to tell her that her laugh is a burst of light, like a flashing supernova. Her smile is the warmth of home. The curve of her femininity goes on...

Dear Mama You told me I was born to be loved. That I clawed out of the womb like a wild thing, slick with my father’s breath and the first smell of rain. We were alone,...

Passing Time In the vaguely Haunted Eventless days Of wandering aimlessly Over bridges From bank to bank Past smoky cafes And cheap hotels High on wine And careless oblivion Putting place And tradition Beyond the tangible Striking Of my tears On cobblestones As...

Slow motion Frozen in the depths of the holiday, a horrendous thought awoke, and snared. are friends the real enemies? you said you were broke as I was waiting for the ‘ever running late’ bus ruminating on the mounting debts...

Love Games Start anywhere and with tongue or fingertip trace on your lover the longest possible route to your favourite place or your least favourite place Start anywhere and imagine the aging of your beloved detail by detail...

I Took it as a Sign to Start Singing Inspired by Rumi Translated by Coleman Barks Last night the full moon floated in the stillness of my cool, lake-view horizon. I took it as a sign to start...

Earth It is earth with its majestic dimensions that Confronts all its creatures with the cruel indifference of Forgetfulness and the coldness that sleeps in the abyss Of death Aracelly P. Campo, a.ka “Bones” grew up in Miami Florida....