Poetry

Losing Eden || Swapna Sanchita

by Swapna Sanchita Last year, she told me, “Mia, do you know I can fly?”  Her eyes sparkled, naughtily, full of that …

Beyond Dreich Weather || Ceinwen Haydon

by Ceinwen Haydon Drizzle and fog will soon give way to ice and snow, or so the forecast says. I walk Ross sands in fre…

Preoccupation || Vicky MacDonald Harris

Your hand twitched past mine as we walked through the cemetery looking at roses and the future as the doves convened …

Two Poems || Jeffrey Zable

DEAR POET Of the 300 or 400 words in your poem I was ‘moved’— for lack of a better word—by one word that you used. The …

Unworthy || by Light Mark

by Light Mark At puberty, flowers bloom around a boy's phallus to mark the end of rainbows & cuddle…

Two Poems || by Tommie Nelson

by Tommie Nelson IN THE DAYS THAT FOLLOW MY ASCENSION In the days that follow my ascension, I become a  son…

Homebody || by Ceinwen EC Haydon

by Ceinwen EC Haydon At the bottom of your bottom kitchen drawer  a dusty, green-marbled fountain pen with …

Recipe for Disaster || by Nadia Khalil

___ I tried to make a meal out of the rechauffe my life became so I. I picked a pot whose lid trembles with…

The Keys || by Christian Garduno

_____ I used to play that old piano in your living room the one that was two hundred years old and had abou…

Scratch || by Brishti Chakraborty

Everyone is a monster: the difference between me and you is how much our hands can close around. And whethe…

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