Standing on a Lonely Beach
By Birdman313 — I stand on a lonely beach looking at footprints in the sand. Thousands of miles of the Bay can be seen. It seems to stretch out
2 hours ago
Dog Night
By Jeremiah K Durick — Is the dog at the door trying to get back in or barking about one of those things that dogs warn about? Another animal,
3 days ago
Only Love and Tolerance
By Gail Epps — If only love and tolerance had been stronger over time. Then, like dinosaur flesh, any fear left on these bones would have disappeared
7 days ago
DIVINE PROPERTY
By Tim Gavin — No officer of law and order will bag my head, not even if I took to the streets, bare skin shivering, hurling curses at the invisible things
Apr 7
Yet
By Akshar Pujara — He opened the windows for me. He let the light in. It barely brushes my skin. The door stays closed. He hasn't come back.
Apr 4
Finding Faith amidst Crises
By Joyce Bou Charaa — Having faith during war, praying in the night while hearing sounds of explosions and airstrikes near my house was the
Apr 2
Connection On My Doorstep
By Debra Dolan — One of the unexpected gifts of moving cities has been doorstep delivery. Besides the delightful sound of hearing the early
Mar 27
A journey to the top of Europe
By Sandip Saha — A number of colorful gliders were coming down from hills. We were sitting on a bench enjoying ice cream beside a green lawn
Mar 24
Love like winter skies
By Royal W Rhodes — Sometimes the host beckoned inside to warm a moment, a little while, like a poem's brief address and then the door
Mar 21
Seeing Sylvia At The Nursing Home
By John Kaniecki — The perpetually empty soap dispenser stands like a solitary somber sentinel seeking with what it cannot provide. I wave
Mar 18
In Praise of Mania
By Marjorie Chesebro — One might say a mental illness is an exaggeration of what is already there, hidden beneath layers and layers of
Mar 16
Mom Won’t Answer The Door Anymore
By Dwight Jenkins — Not sure Mom why I thought you’d give me notice when you were ready to die. You’ve left a deep hole in my heart
Mar 13
Into a Morning Yawn
By Glenn Marchand — I was a child when it struck—through darkness, benighted, lights seemed dim, love wasn’t ideal. Maybe grateful for
Mar 10
Cemetery Door
By Hector Rodriguez — Don't fear the inevitable. Embrace your ending. We enter and leave this world. We enter through the door of the womb.
Mar 7
CLEOPATRA AT MERSA MATRUH
By Anne Whitehouse — So many shades of blue existing together in a sea of clear water rippling over a beach of fine white sand. A massive
Mar 4
My Computer wants to 'Verify if I am human'
By Doug Holder — This is what my computer tells me. Is this an insult, or rhetoric that it spews? An ontological question, coming from some
Mar 1
Kindergarten
By Craig Kirchner — Mom said, "Don't go near it. You can go in the park, but don't go near the road." I was five, ready for kindergarten.
Feb 25
Those Birds
By JT Thames — Those birds...Flying mere millimeters above my head, wings whipping, slapping the brim of my ironically adorned Orioles cap,
Feb 18