EVENING BREEZE
By Gary William Ramsey — The evening breeze stirs gently on this warm August night, a soothing companion to my solitude, carrying with it whispers of
Jun 24
Hi Susan
By Susan M. Klarich, Ph.D. — I am a girl trying to heal something that doesn't have a name yet. I am a soul trying to connect with the watcher inside. I am
Jun 21
A Command Heeded
By Alan James Folkestad — One wintry day, a high school friend and I set out on a large frozen Minnesota lake. Wearing ice skates, we hoped the wind would fill
Jun 19
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
Jun 16
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
Jun 13
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