Love is...a verb
By Darleen Hunzinger — How do you love someone and cringe at the sound of their voice all at the same time...When that person has leapt from
Jun 18, 2023
Approaching the Stairs
By Patricia McTiernan — At the time, I didn’t think of it as an assault. But I did wonder if it would have happened if I took the bus. I was
Jun 15, 2023
Solo Performance
By Susan Vilardo — One more day of renewed vigor. The aging woman embraces her bird morning songs, her bird morning songs. No hearing aid
Jun 11, 2023
When I’m Gone
By Khloe Kempker — Tell them that I never left a treacherous trail of burdened broken hearts like seashells along the shore, that I always
Jun 4, 2023
Runaway
By David J. Bookbinder — I still remember that day, many years ago. That was the day I realized I couldn’t go on like a ghost in my own
Jun 1, 2023
In the Bathtub
By Madge Kaplan — Props of soap and shampoo bottles fly, then bob among rubber ducks and little toes. Accusations, repercussions, slamming
May 28, 2023
We had Yaks
By Bhuwan Thapaliya — A priest’s son had an eye on my sister. He enticed her with his oratorical skills. They got married. My mother
May 24, 2023
LIGHTS OF LOVE
By Priya Chouhan — A narrow escape from blazing desolation, panting heavily,
sweat dripped down the neck, wounded hands stroked the fallen
May 21, 2023
Drifting
By John Lynn Swainston — I am sure there is a name for it. I called it drifting, getting from one place to another without taking a step.
May 17, 2023
Catching Up with Millie
By Alex Carrigan — I didn’t cry when I heard you had passed away. I wouldn’t until three months later when we placed
your urn in the ground
May 13, 2023
Spilling over the garden gate
By Linda M. Crate — When I was young, I used to laugh loudly, speak loudly, and I remember spilling over the garden gate like a wild rose.
May 10, 2023
Make it funny—Covid Reflections, Dreams & Nightmares
By Wanda Potrykus — Like the comedy shows though, it seems the Covid-19 virus has no respect for anyone, and it's obviously also totally
May 6, 2023
A POEM KNOCKS
By Noelle Sterne — A poem knocks, born in distant chambers. Embryonic words swim, wind through curving caves of mind, break through curving
May 3, 2023
Women Making Waves
By Joanne Greene — What never entered my mind in 1977 was that Roe v. Wade could be overturned by the Supreme Court, and that women in
May 1, 2023
The Night Two Lovers Leapt
By Frogg Corpse — In the last warmth of autumns hold. Gripping damp November cold. Protection from this fear while stripped from comfort
Apr 27, 2023
I am my mother’s daughter
By Kacy Fallon — I am my mother’s daughter today when the mail arrives:
Jeep offers, credit cards closed two years ago, Kohl’s catalogues
Apr 24, 2023
VAN GOGH'S ROAD
By Syka Wryts — The dancing howling wind swings through. Through the naked crooked branches. A tree standing on one's jack in the midnight
Apr 20, 2023
The Way I See It
By Caryn Mirriam-Goldberg — The way I see it has changed and keeps changing as my eyes re-calibrate hundreds of times and thousands of ways
Apr 17, 2023
