Poetry
Poem – TRICK OR TREAT? (By Ray Gallucci)
TRICK OR TREAT? "Good Christians" warn that Halloween's A festival of Satan, When nothing's standing in between Your soul and its damnation. For centuries, they witches burned With little provocation. Eternal fire claimed they'd earned. For mercy -- strangulation! The ...
Poem – Sending My Love Across The Distance (By Melissa Mendelson)
■ Sending My Love Across The Distance Our childhood was shared with laughter and tears. Two grown women talking over coffee warmed up my mind whenever I thought ahead, but where has that future gone now? We never saw that ...
Poem – HERE (By Melissa R. Mendelson)
HERE (By Melissa R. Mendelson) There is no other place that I would ever consider home but here, and here is a world far from perfect. We are still divided. Our emotions rage on from issues in our life and ...
Poem – The Fiction of Art (By Lee Marc Stein)
The Fiction of Art Captive on canvas, a gray-haired man stands, palms outstretched, shoulders in deep shrug, pleading with a woman bone-thin with rage who aims an arthritic finger at him. An orange cat cowers under a corner table. How ...
Poem – When They Are Gone (By Strider Marcus Jones)
when they are gone, mourn them as you knew them soluble as the elements they were- water soil fire air. sat at the bar in smoke whiskey pint- slow craic drifting in out of banter in stories someone's laughter turning ...
Poem – Radix Maleficorum (By Cathy Bryant)
Human hair is the new currency. Bald people have done something to deserve poverty. There’s a slight gender imbalance; that’s nature’s way. Did you see on the net – that girl, never had it cut before, down to her hips ...
Poem – Missing You -for I (By Valentina Cano)
You are a gap in my room, a missing tooth my roving tongue of a mind keeps returning to. You are a voice missing from the house, the quieted flutter of your presence a flat-line through these rooms. You are ...
Poem – Dance of Tears, Chief Nobody (By Michael Lee Johnson)
Dance of Tears, Chief Nobody (V5) By Michael Lee Johnson I’m old Indian chief story plastered on white scattered sheets, Caucasian paper blowing in yesterday’s winds. I feel white man’s presence in my blindness- cross over my ego my ...
Poem – shining (By Nicolo Santilli)
Shining - By Nicolo Santilli the light sends us a message and we are the message where we are bright enough to speak in the clarity of our being and those who see us clearly ...
Poem – Who Punctured The Roof (By Uduak Uwah)
And so the roof began to leak And they all began to tremble in panic To each his own Clenching to whatever they stole “The roof is not beyond repair” “We can fix it if we all shared “ Yet ...
