Sunset Sonnet With my back to the sunset, I look for tomorrow and look for the peace in between. I seem to need more than
Author: PKey
Working writer based out of Houston.
Two Poems By Paul Jones
Refusal to Respond in a Prompt Workshop I imagine and remember clumsy trysts in the small car. But like the lines in this poem, it
The Green Vase By Julie Robin Solomon
The Green Vase my mother busted the lip of the squat, Limoges vase beheaded the ivory figurine splintered the pink Italian terrine. But some how
Gay Street By Drew Pisarra
Gay Street There’s a little game I like to play when I’m on the street and on my own. What it means I hesitate to
Black Hole By Daril Bentley
Black Hole Lies within ourselves a star burned out— in ourselves, a blinding glory. Pick this rock or any other to burn upon a doubt
Two Poems By Ellen Orr
Classification That sherbet in its cardboard sleeve faux citrus, milky, sweet, and sharply tart—it stabs my jowls. (My mouth is watering even now.) With care
Grand Little Things 