The Surge The body bags stacked in rows like cordwood piles behind the shed; the morgue man’s business grows and grows. Night nurse hovers over
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Three Poems By Robert Graham
GRASS ATTENDS EACH CONGREGATE LEAF Grass attends each congregate leaf, sodden heap and hill, scratch-raking earth’s wet belly justifies belief each year cold dark rituals
Invitations to Deceit Trilogy By Stephen Myer
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
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
Grand Little Things 