A Rose For GazaGaza is a garden full of roses.Stone roses.Rock roses.No petals to crush and bruiseto release their fragrance.Only dust.Dust and the stenchof death.No green space left.No sweet tranquility,peace or quiet.No escape.No garden of Eden here.No gateway to paradise.Rubble and rock roses.So I shall plant a rose for Gazain my green space,in my tranquilContinue reading “3 poems by Lynn White”
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3 poems by Mike Madill
Maybe TomorrowDon’t judge when you picture me with my feet up in a La-Z-Boy, nestled amongst fluffy cushions, my boy Elmo sprawled across my lap, furry snore. Instead, stop my latest sulk overthe time squandered since Covid moved in next door, dodgy back and lost worknow my own endless lockdown. Oh hell, where’s the chocolate?Continue reading “3 poems by Mike Madill”
5 poems by Yuan Hongri. Translated by Yuanbing Zhang
Cherish The Memory of the Heaven Today I would like to thank the world that looks like the hell.It makes the fire that cherish the memory of the Heaven burning inside me;it reminds me of the precious fruit of the sweet golden tree.Those palaces and towers swirling music from outer space,those giants whose bodies areContinue reading “5 poems by Yuan Hongri. Translated by Yuanbing Zhang”
on the way… A poem by Alene Sen
on the way. . . do not pause do not think stop my task grab a drink no regrets play and start for my brain for my heartget up and dance get up and prance shake my legs shake my hands move to the beat move to the groove move like i got something toContinue reading “on the way… A poem by Alene Sen”
3 poems by John Grey
AMARYLLIS BELLADONNAI sometimes wonderhow death resides so amicablyin this lovely pink lady-lily.Atop a long, naked stem,funnel-shaped flowers flutter like any other,but the plant is an adder with roots.Deer avoid it.But cows know no better.Its virulent poisonsthin the herd from within.In the meadow, a child is pulled awayfrom a clump of the amaryllis,as a mother pointsContinue reading “3 poems by John Grey”
3 poems by Michael Shoemaker
BelongingnessWhen our eyes meetsheer innocencemagnificencetendernessfearlessfinds.When our hands narrow the space between canteros, warm fingers interlace, embracebliss.When our lives entwinethrilled hearts and mindsflourish and fly. Note: “canteros” in Spanish can be translated into English to the word “flowerbeds”. Let’s Talk of Realityrhinestone starsblack felt heavensopal illuminated moonsilver-sequined seashoresonly in my dreamsare less real thanparking ticketsdog catcherstreacheryContinue reading “3 poems by Michael Shoemaker”
The Moth. A poem by Anne Sorbie
The MothI.The son you never birthedhas torn himself from the cocoonGone west to greener pasturesnear a town famous for the hippie-flipII.Why does the moth fly toward the flameanticipating the intensity of impending burnsIs the answer: because the heat hasn’t killed him yetOr, is it the pleasure / pain rushwhen wings go skyward again and againContinue reading “The Moth. A poem by Anne Sorbie”
Evening Sky. A poem by Kenneth R. Jenkins
Evening SkyThe day has gone passed another day Of hustle and bustle of another day And the struggles of the day The trials of the day. Then the evening sky appears With it’s stars dancing in yonder skies And lighting up the night so wonderfully. Splendor is the beauty of it all As the nightContinue reading “Evening Sky. A poem by Kenneth R. Jenkins”
Love Conquers All! Fiction by Michael Edwards
Love Conquers All! The Strange Wonderful Life of Lakeesha Rydell Also Known As (The Dearly Beloved) Sister Cecilia Formerly of Detroit, Michigan In Detroit, Lakeesha Rydell is a legend. To this day. It’s all in the record, of course, but let me retell it right here, in writing, one last time. To honor her. AsContinue reading “Love Conquers All! Fiction by Michael Edwards”
3 poems by Lillian Tzanev
Teammates Against the BuffoonsIn another life, we were bear cubsbrothers that wouldn’t stop biting each other.We were jagged leaves of the same clustersisters of the same branch.In this life, we’re stuck with occasional signalssent across miles since we’re just loosely acquainteda pair of intellectual assholesteammates against the buffoons.From the moment we metwe laughed for lostContinue reading “3 poems by Lillian Tzanev”
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