We burn!
byby Tanya Zeifer The precocious Mexican sun lights up the white sand beach and we burn! We read poetry and philosophy and our minds…
by Tanya Zeifer The precocious Mexican sun lights up the white sand beach and we burn! We read poetry and philosophy and our minds…
by Jana Astanov …graced with perceptionsThe sunset at the Greenwich parkbeyond the witches circleand the moon approaching its bloomjagged surface of an old oak…
poetry by Sofy Yuditskaya 1: Every Day I Try yes i was once a self-made-manput myself together from what i had on handbegged off borrowed…
by kelly shaw willman she dreamed that the waterbed (in your room with no windows) was peeled open like a can of something (cat…
by Steve Finbow Being circulates around a void that lies at its heart & limit. Writing should be a rare thing, this amounts to…
Our world will always need stories, beauty, vulnerability, compassion, and nuance. Poetry can offer all of these things. In doing so, poetry helps us find meaning, tenderness, and power.
The Attic There’s a house in my nightmares And it towers to the west The living room is safest But there’s evil overhead Restlessness…
Ways of Ocean we became conversant in the ways of ocean plunging our arms into the water we brought up marble flakes in impossible…