Funeral A pickaxe and a spade, a spade, For and a shrouding sheet. O, a pit of clay for to be made, For such a
Tag: Poetry
A Villanelle from Bad Dreams By Zachary Cash
A Villanelle from Bad DreamsI don’t have many nightmares anymoreAbout cars or boys. The sun has yet to setOver that streak of violent desert goreAt
Three Poems By Dan Campion
Studio CanteenThe cuts and bruises are just makeup, butthe piercings and tattoos are real. Don’t messwith hungry stars like these you’ve cast, unlessyou want to
AS A CHILD By Michael Parsons
AS A CHILDAs a child I longed to fly – but not like a kite, with its strings taut against the wind,strangled, dipping, plunging to
The Good Literary Citizen Pays Fees to be Murdered by MFA Assassins By Ron L. Dowell
The Good Literary Citizen Pays Fees to be Murdered by MFA AssassinsYour poems do not fit what we are looking for; a big fat NO,Your
Two Poems By Drew Pisarra
In TruthIt’s gotten to the point where I’m afraid to tell you what I did. I cannot trustmy words. What a mess I’ve madeof whatever
Grand Little Things 