I Scape Passion’s self-indulgent thrill, A raging storm undressed. We point ourselves toward golden hills Whilst earth and sea feign rest. The shuddering land’s muted
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Warm Torrent By Isaiah Hicks
Warm Torrent Reject use of absolutes, lest you fall prey To the dark and hungry corner of your room. What you cannot see becomes a
Two Poems By James B. Nicola
Redaction Now if upon the nodding of an eye another tear should coalesce and well, a contemplation crystal as a sigh be sprinkled like a
Two Poems By Stephen Kingsnorth
Spinning While stroboscopes and gallop hooves deceive the eye, as speed spoke wheels, I’m well aware our cycle lives (though don’t assume re-birth – I
Fingering By Aida Bode
Fingering So, which finger of morality should I exploit? can I disentangle from this spinning quoit? a digit offers cover along with failure behind it
WITH HER DYING MOTHER By Victoria Woolf Bailey
WITH HER DYING MOTHER I see them stand in public embrace. The reason that I cry – this moment in time, a spot of grace,
Grand Little Things 