The Work of Words Your villanelle assures the break of day, subdues green eyes beyond the fire’s light— my sonnets hold the roofless dark
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WE KNOW By Peter H. Dietrich
WE KNOW We know where all the flowers have gone, Spawned from barbarian shadows, Darkness laughs now where pure light once shone, Killing the dream
Golden Key By Makaila Aarin
Golden Key Nestled in a velvet box lies a smooth gold key my love once fastened around my neck, chosen to remind me of
Predestination By Tony Marconi
Predestination I read over a thousand books then I was gone. I killed many men in combat then I was gone. I taught school for
The Last Straw By Carol Hamilton
The Last Straw This was the day I chose No more to be your friend. Your orders slashed and rose Beyond what I was
Wind By Alexander P. Garza
Wind The wind started out in catastrophe, there wasn’t a way to hold on to the house, the beams and shingles weren’t in my
Grand Little Things 