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A Familiar PlacePoetry

A Familiar Place

Nathalie SpaansMay 1, 2023

A small hermit crab walked on her hand, she gently cupped and closed. Hermit crab moved house that day, but still it was a…

A Touch of LacePoetry

A Touch of Lace

Barbara F. SchutzApril 30, 2023

If hardened eye and calloused hand are able to perceive a rim of gold around a plate, a touch of lace upon a sleeve,…

Exotic Materials Haiku & Industrial ManhoodPoetry

Exotic Materials Haiku & Industrial Manhood

james stephenApril 29, 2023

sunlight glinting off piss

Nothing but WhitePoetry

Nothing but White

Dale PattersonApril 27, 2023

A man whose heart is a time bomb says leave the house, breathe some fresh air, meet people, take chances. When he was younger…

Coffee & PodcastsPoetry

Coffee & Podcasts

Obed LadinyApril 26, 2023

these days these nights a hammer pounds against my head after each death in your sea my tongue is sour neck & back needs…

As it Was in the Beginning, Is Now and Ever Shall BePoetry

As it Was in the Beginning, Is Now and Ever Shall Be

Tom StrongApril 25, 2023

They’re 85 walk daily he holding her hand. She stops frequently transfixed by far off. Fusses with her scarf until she’s done. Even now…

SolsticePoetry

Solstice

HughLemmaApril 24, 2023

The moon and I have time tonight to give the year a fair review, to talk about the times that we were bloodied, halved,…

I Ask YouPoetry

I Ask You

Mike CasettaApril 23, 2023

If a person flies off a barstool into the open arms of the floor are they not paying the cost for taking a shortcut…

PeoplePoetry

People

Andy PosnerApril 22, 2023

Falling in love is like swallowing grains of sand to recover the pebble you skipped across the pond by your childhood home, the ripples…

log pilePoetry

log pile

Michael AshleyApril 21, 2023

slowly it diminishes withdrawing toward the wall and ground each one taken without thinking until before you know it all that is left are…

PenthousePoetry

Penthouse

Sherry CassellsApril 20, 2023

I had lunch yesterday in an apartment overlooking the neighborhood in which I grew up and now I know how God feels

Myrna in the Checkout LanePoetry

Myrna in the Checkout Lane

Mike CasettaApril 19, 2023

Myrna was standing in a long line waiting to checkout when a lady in her early 60’s dropped her cane & it turned out…