Wedding The space between Us smells of lavender spice and Pots of shrimp paste Gaily tied round its rim with Lilac ribbon Attracting beetles
Author: PKey
Working writer based out of Houston.
Two Poems by Matt Dennison
Confession And once I was a millionaire of river bank and darkened air. At age of eight I’d contemplate— not contemplate, but radiate
A SONNET FOR ONE NO LONGER HERE By John Grey
A SONNET FOR ONE NO LONGER HERE I am so very tired of grim tombstones, Meaningless names and dates, flowers as dead As the ones
Two Poems by Robert Okaji
Another Goodbye Look: my windblown self, laid open, or, another insolent word like the wing of that crested bird rephrased and tossed aside, broken.
LOW DOWN HAIKU BITTERSUITE [6] By Gerard Sarnat
LOW DOWN HAIKU BITTERSUITE [6] i. Microbiophobia [2] During pre-COVID, precocious an asset; now pre-cautious preferred. Masked, we insisted all kids still stalked
Grand Little Things 