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ReflectionsPoetry

Reflections

Mike CasettaSeptember 16, 2023

I’m not crazy anymore trying to see myself like you see me. My reflection bouncing off the mirror is no longer the me who…

when he begins to speakPoetry

when he begins to speak

Jan HarperSeptember 15, 2023

...the long wave swells and rolls towards my shore sound is sucked from air till only the subterranean roar of a distant heart is…

Graves in the SkyPoetry

Graves in the Sky

Michael AckerSeptember 14, 2023

I know where all the graves lie; those of my father, mother, close friends, acquaintances, some uncles, some aunts. My parents' I visit often,…

relativity theoryPoetry

relativity theory

Jan HarperSeptember 13, 2023

if you were only as thin as one atom one wide one tall one deep you can bet your atomic arse electrons would still…

the floor boards ask questionsPoetry

the floor boards ask questions

Dale PattersonSeptember 12, 2023

the house grows smaller with each step I take walls pinching in a carnival room your chair in its corner worn like a molar…

Saved By The SpellPoetry

Saved By The Spell

Tom StrongSeptember 11, 2023

A flock of Dunlins startle rushing to rise on a Merlin rumor. Murmuring among themselves when to shrink or swell to foil an intrusion.…

Your TurnPoetry

Your Turn

Sherry CassellsSeptember 10, 2023

I let the date whisper through me like slow bullets each year I refuse to count will not say it’s been howevermany years now…

metaphorically speakingPoetry

metaphorically speaking

Jan HarperSeptember 8, 2023

"Everything's a metaphor," he said, deadheading the rosebush, thick gloves protecting him from its spite. "Is it?" I asked, "Even us? Are we just…

JoelleFiction

Joelle

Sherry CassellsSeptember 7, 2023

They had deep dark secret day at school one time only. I don’t think they were prepared for the results that decimated the entire town, so…

Blue Amulets from BrittanyPoetry

Blue Amulets from Brittany

Marc WoodwardSeptember 6, 2023

Winding towards Josselin through woods green as absinthe, sharp as a lime slice, I drop the roof and speed carries the smatter of rain…

I COULD HANDLE MY BRAIN WITH WHITE NOISE COMING FROM ABOVEPoetry

I COULD HANDLE MY BRAIN WITH WHITE NOISE COMING FROM ABOVE

Daniel J. Flore IIISeptember 5, 2023

the air from the vent suddenly shuts off and now my thoughts are so clear I actually have to deal with them

roguePoetry

rogue

Michael AckerSeptember 4, 2023

like a 20-foot rogue wave wall appearing suddenly out of a placid, gray-teal ocean giving no time for fear to be digested, nor for…