Little lady of mine Our love is connected like the ocean and moon. Under the stars you and I sit, interminably watching Souls float by,
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BLACK HORSE By Brandon McQuade
BLACK HORSE I find myself near the river. The grass is glazed with frost and a black horse leans in as if to whisper something,
NOW, I KNOW DUST By S.G. Parker
NOW, I KNOW DUST Once, I knew dusting and pink feather dusters, wiping a cloth over black walnut wood, scouring the scum from a tarnished
Two Poems By Matt Stanley
THE TALE OF LITTLE SISTER The new moon waxing above Westminster was elegant and pure, unlike the trickster, and she, so innocent, was lured by
All That Glitters By Ann Tai
All That Glitters I had a coin In my heart of hearts I wanted you to last From the corner of my eye I saw
Dressing the Girl and the Well, Tissington By Jennifer M. Phillips
Dressing the Girl and the Well, Tissington Bruges lace, chosen by the women of the family, stitched into a First Communion dress, swathing the brown
Grand Little Things 