slanted autumn light (a glance up from letter-writing) the heart-shaped birthmark on her left cheek Steve Brisendine – writer, poet, occasional artist, recovering journalist –
Author: PKey
Working writer based out of Houston.
Passage of days By John Ryan
Passage of days The passage of days removes the blur From in front of tired, aging eyes, Like sun’s ascent in plum morning skies, Slicing
Two Poems By Marilyn Westfall
Triolets for the Unsaid The sickly child sleeps, the house is silent, siblings are keepers. The sickly child sleeps, day becomes twilight, to play is
Three Poems By Siham Karami
Tropical Storm Night swells rainbands’ rhyming catapults against the haven of our walls and porches flooding wild-flung puddles in the air and hapless water bottles
Thoughts on Solitude By Gary Borck
Thoughts on Solitude I thought at first I’d gained a solitude, beneath the dense packed furs: my succor rest. but creatures came; a bright hued
Consistency Common Today By Russel Winick
Consistency Common Today The technician replied to our texts promptly twice, And we emphasized how much we felt that was nice. “It’s the way that
Grand Little Things 