Creation Hard frozen in some time-plagued realm till purity can overwhelm the seed of beauty turns in sleep and sprouts a root, from somewhere
Author: PKey
Working writer based out of Houston.
Three Poems By Dawn Corrigan
Beach Rental Just under thunderclouds, two pelicans glide. Crabs dance over sand, runners stealing a base. They rebuild a world with each outgoing tide
Two Poems By Chris Bullard
Giving Back To will her organs, mom ignored the priest who warned that she might dispossess her soul unless she occupied a church-owned hole.
A Jungle Dance By Brian A. Yapko
A Jungle Dance Insects buzzing, feathers flapping, rumbles Of hungry mammal-mouths demanding meat; Decay and sticky leaves, a monkey tumbles Through humid, heavy air. There
Feral Love Song By Liana Kapelke-Dale
Feral Love Song I want to howl mad on the moors for you, To bay fiercely as lightning splits the sky Hearing your laugh,
TALKING IT OVER WITH MYSELF By Peggy Landsman
TALKING IT OVER WITH MYSELF I’ll learn to live and love by letting go the foolish fiction I am in control. Since all things
Grand Little Things 