Poetry
Poem – Malnourished (By Akor Emmanuel Oche)
Malnourished mild noon-time breeze, the sunrise clang the bells for ideal men to get to work. (shrug the dust off your shoulders) a poet embraces time by carefully walking a mile. thoughts of her rush in again.. like photography, your ...
Poem – The Stop & Shop Strike (By Robert Ronnow)
The Stop & Shop Strike The Stop & Shop strike v. Game of Thrones. In Game what’s not made plain is the condition of the people compared with warriors and queens. There is no mention of land-clearance, tree-felling, pruning, chopping, ...
Poem – Why Won’t You Smile For Me (By David Hernandez)
Why Won’t You Smile For Me I took a snapshot at a place I hardly knew of someone I almost grew close too. Though it was night, the stars gave me plenty of light. I saw two women dressed in ...
Poem – Small Packages (By Gil Hoy)
Small Packages - By Gil Hoy I’d like to drink up the Universe from a can of Diet Coke, bought from my ancestors’ most virtuous moments. With no deposit required--can’t be returned without your consent, a secret label on the ...
Poem – Aversion (By Ray Gallucci)
AVERSION No rhythm, rhyme? That’s such a crime! Just passing prose Does not compose A poem. For such Needs structured touch For it to be Called poetry. To me, free verse Is just a curse Of laziness That’s patternless. For all ...
Poem – Shatter (By Melissa Mendelson)
■ Shatter Now, you have done it. Glass all over the floor. A space where it was. What were you looking for? Give me a better answer than that lie. You know who you are, so don’t cry. What about ...
Poem – ALAS (By Elaine Nadal)
■ ALAS – By Elaine Nadal I was told I have her eyes, her thick brows-- didn’t think much of it: We all have something of someone. My sister has Aunt Natalia’s smile. My brother has Uncle Silo’s curly hair ...
Poem – By Mistake He Later Said (By Donal Mahoney)
Every once in awhile over the last 40 years Ralph wondered what might have happened to the guy who had moved in with the mother of his children and drank all the time. He remembered the kids saying when they were small the fellow got up ...
Poem – By Simon Perchik
You climb and these steps spread out in those rings trees still carry under their wings --you collect height and at night two at a time though the steps are chipped the inscriptions worn away staring off to the side ...
Poem – You pick away at the Earth… (By Simon Perchik)
You pick away at the Earth as if your grave was filled with the wait for flowers :one foot already pleased, the other still wrapped in dirt weighed down stone by stone the way fruit is ripened keyed up and ...
