Battle Unspoken
By T. K. Mason — I seek to say no words on what I feel. My wounds know that time will not heal. The wounds weep inside, atop other scars. They hide the
2 days ago
IT CAN BE NOTHING
By Lindsay J Sedgwick — The story I told myself was that it would mean nothing. That I had to do this because his need was greater than mine. Hadn't I
5 days ago
Empathy
By E.P. Lande — Rachel arrived at the restaurant shortly after me. We often had lunch together when I visited New York. Stylish at 62, Rachel carried a dramatic
Jun 8
Things I am Grateful For...
By Rathin Bhattacharjee — I have always been a confused, narrow-minded fellow. Most often I failed to see the good in others. I considered myself to be the best
Jun 5
ENDLESS NIGHT
By Benjamin-Bede Benorie — During that extended darkness, I understood something fundamental about dignity. Why my work insists on harm reduction.
Jun 2
A Good Lesson from a Bad (Easter) Egg
By Stephanie Blank — The hunt was on, and I was the front-runner, poised and ready to take off like a drug-sniffing Belgian Malinois as the host shouted
May 31
Pot of Gold
By Ed Friedman — I’m told I make an excellent chicken soup. Some people, upon hearing this, reference my Eastern European/Jewish heritage, some genetic
May 28
SEED CATALOG
By Brenda Kay Ledford — Each year when the seed catalog arrived in the mail, a clock alarmed inside Mama. She got her Blue Horse Notebook and made
May 26
What the Body Knows
By Dianne Casey — What does my body know? More than I like to admit. It knows the world if I trust it. It knows when to rest and when to gather strength. If I
May 24
Writing and All That Stuff
By Michael Barrington — When I sit down at my computer, the room is quiet, but my mind is anything but. The moment my fingers hover over the
May 21
And despite
By Jack Phillips — Arising to find the dawn slow to brighten or to find the spiritual valve clogged with pilgrims’ plaque, celestial vessels occluded with
May 18
Nature's Keeper
By Hector Rodriguez — He sat peacefully on a bench, gazing at the stream. Like a framed landscape, he contemplated nature’s art. The keeper
May 15
A Moment
By Eli Ehrenpreis — I heard a poem as a train approached. Swaying while it moved toward me, curving left and right along the tracks, filling my visual field.
May 12
28 May 2016, 10 days after Your death
By Daniel M Zibman — Pollen floats, settles on the deck, driveway, cars, brick walkway. Footprints from the pups, tire tracks. The birdhouse, the one sitting in
May 9
What I Told My Legs
By Lissa Perrin — I never liked you. You’re short, sturdy, and hairy, requiring daily maintenance. You're like my mother's, built for comfort, not for speed.
May 3
"Johnny"
By Jeanne Andrea Di Grazio — I found your old toothbrush with the faded, frayed bristles and a half-used tube of Colgate in a tattered plastic bag in the
Apr 30
The Sacker of Cities
By Daniel J. Davis — My sweet Penelope waited for me. That's more than some men can say. She waited while I took my time coming home. I am still finding my way.
Apr 27
Too Big
By Mae Stewart — Nothing chews up Wellies like city sidewalks, so I purchased Doc Martins, a size 10 for my humongous feet. The artwork on them
Apr 24