Poem – AWAKENING (By Nicolo Santilli)

AWAKENING (By Nicolo Santilli) there are realms of beauty which can only be approached by dark paths and their glow is the brightness of darkness and suffering awakening into light
Read moreAWAKENING (By Nicolo Santilli) there are realms of beauty which can only be approached by dark paths and their glow is the brightness of darkness and suffering awakening into light
Read morePaint by Numbers arrange my face with a one two three and insert a color of your choice find a vision of me that satisfies you then rip it up if you wish. Author Bio: Angelica Fuse is an unquiet voice. Her work has featured on Poetry Potion and The Poet Community.
Read moreLet’s go fly the kite – By Narges Friend, gather the broken frame Change the eroded parts Attach the needed new pieces Allow new glue to dry Apply a fresh coat of color to frame Choose a vibrant shade for cover It is time to fly the kite If you can, mend the old links Put aside […]
Read moreThe Best Chinese Restaurant he told me their best chinese restaurant was shut – it had been connected by the back wall to a vet clinic specifically for putting down animals. the sad eyes of dogs looking up at their owners, unable to understand their legs going cold. fuck it. death visits when you’re out and doesn’t leave a […]
Read morePhotography – FOG ROLLING IN (By Melissa R. Mendelson)
Read moreWe are all creatures of this great earth — interconnected in ways beyond understanding. Take elephants. So big. So strong. And yet, when a member of the herd passes, even elephants mourn. They gather around, extend their trunks, and gently touch the tusks of their fallen friend. It’s their ritual. It’s how they heal. And it’s sad. And it’s beautiful. […]
Read moreA RESTFUL MIND (By Joseph Cavera) After so many days Of laying one’s hands to work One searches the many ways That duties can be skipped and shirked At these particular times When the inside of one’s eyelids Holds the more alluring of charms Than the world around We find ourselves searching At distant grounds For a […]
Read moresparks – By Nicolo Santilli peek into a distant world where the light is brighter so that some of its light spills through the opening for it lies buried as a potential in this world like a clear spark to ignite the particular this world wants to breathe fully […]
Read moreCrossing the Red Line (triptychon III) 1. On the Map On the map: The red line of the lignite opencast mine, an absurdly long compound noun for an absurd, behind the times mega project. What can be found, here and now, this side and that side of the red line? I experience it by bike. 2. That […]
Read moreMy fingertips thrummed with your heartbeat which lapped at me, a tongue in a bowl, a ticking turn signal. I watched your breath grow downy with fear and hoped you could walk out of the room on your own. Bio: Valentina Cano is a student of classical singing who spends whatever free time she has either reading or […]
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