Kent after Lear Is this the promised end, or just an end, All promise long forgot? How many lives Can one surrender, lives on end,
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Sonambient I By Megan Stolz
Sonambient I Sit in my kitchen and whisper your secrets: My floor is rarely vacuumed. I wish I hadn’t left my job. I wish I’d
Learning the Father’s Path By Stephen Kingsnorth
Learning the Father’s Path I hear it from the Sabbath man, a sentiment of holy charm, so squeaky clean, like jet black book, suspended palms,
Lottery By Anna J. Ross
Lottery A wig for a child. Cruel is life’s lottery. Each day now a gift. Anna J. Ross lives in North Yorkshire and is doing
Two Poems By Deborah Zarka Miller
Infant Planet Spin For now, I am your universe A muted sphere of pulse and hum. My blood and breath and brine you nurse, A
Prelude to the Frost By Tiffany Renee Harmon
Prelude to the Frost Winter is not coming. Within our embrace, I see only tulips. I feel only the warmth of your skin and the
Grand Little Things 