Poetry
Poem – AN OPEN LETTER TO GOD (By R. J. Erbacher)
AN OPEN LETTER TO GOD Dinosaurs lived on this planet for 165 million years and God was patient but then He said “This ain’t working out so good,” and He threw a big rock at the earth. Man has lived ...
Poem – Who Punctured The Roof (By Uduak Uwah)
And so the roof began to leak And they all began to tremble in panic To each his own Clenching to whatever they stole “The roof is not beyond repair” “We can fix it if we all shared “ Yet ...
Poem – Tequila (By Michael Lee Johnson)
Tequila (V5) By Michael Lee Johnson Single life is Tequila with a slice of lime, Shots offered my traveling strangers. Play them all deal them jacks, some diamonds then spades, hold back aces play hardball, mock the jokers. Paraplegic aging ...
Poem – Infrastructure Swallows a City (By Donal Mahoney)
It was an ancient city. All the young people left as soon as they could but the old remained in their mortgaged huts surrounded by evergreens that offered a haven for cardinals and jays, robins and finches. No matter the ...
Poem – Primary Care (By Gary Beck)
Shattered ambitions litter the roadside of expectations, ignored by parents, neglected by school, yet filled with all the yearning that are youth made vulnerable, so when a kind man paid attention, told of the blessings of Allah, the kinship of ...
Poem – Low Vaulted Ceilings (By Strider Marcus Jones)
within those man stone walls promoting their god bringing us to him i told the priest- you tell us to be content with poverty while you live in this big house throwing us scraps begged from money lenders. this is ...
Poem – DEAR JOHN (By Frank De Canio)
Dear John (the Sophie to Der Rosenkavalier) By Frank De Canio Just like the Marschallin had been resigned to cede her lover to the ingénue to whom his heart would later be inclined, so Marietta’s mistress bade adieu to her ...
Poem – Untitled (By Rex Begay)
■ Untitled In a chow hall In a prison Hangs a painting dressing the back wall Of wilderness facade A lake to brood upon its frown Promising freedom with pale-crowned mountains Creeping land and ...
Poem – HOTAND COLD (By Ray Gallucci)
■ HOTAND COLD Perhaps 100million years To rise from naught, then disappear Above the Hot Spot in the Earth That to Hawaiian Chain gave birth. The oldest now perhaps just stumps, Once mountains proud, now merely bumps Long passed from ...
Poem – More (By Chanacee Ruth-Killgore)
More "Sold," she said, as I stared in awe and wonder. But I had questions, important questions! Yet, I was silent in the face of her edict, her bright red and white sign. It was gone. So easily gone. So ...
