Eighteen Those weekend nights, I’d leave the house to drink and drive: Volkswagen Beetle, first-love girl- friend (call her Fancy: that’s one way I think
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Three Poems By Becky Nicole James
Absence One night away, the seams of my soul split and spill these silver threads for you to catch, to weave around my eyes, a
Sestuna By Goddfrey Hammit
Sestuna My dad was a dog-man, so although I have never owned a cat, I have passed time pleasantly in their good company, as on
SONG IN WALTZ TIME By Mark J. Mitchell
SONG IN WALTZ TIME Over there sleeps a grief. She calls out names at night. She’s dreaming your release, but her hand holds on tight
Night Train to Jaisalmer By Nicole Lee
Night Train to Jaisalmer We totter through the marbled ticket-hall a lofty pillared relic of the Raj all dust and flies and movie-posters buying peanuts
Becoming an Adult By Matthew P. Winkler
Becoming an Adult After you finally achieve stability in middle age Your parents start to fall apart The airports are all eerily empty during the
Grand Little Things 