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
Two Poems By Mark Blaeuer
Theatre of Shade A tall thin pine is swaying in the breeze. That tall shortleaf is swaying in the breeze. It yearns, yearns for a
Sonnet At 8:10 P.M. By Nate Metz
Sonnet At 8:10 P.M. The effect of perspective, like how the sunset is really A funeral; the lowering of the sun like a blazing Casket,
Two Poems By Sam Barbee
Panorama misplaced horizon, false futures to chase. my love’s truths perish in corrupted dreams. unencumbered cult-lust throbs lacking grace. her ghosts divine depths of free-flowing
