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.rose.Art, Poetry

.rose.

Sonja Benskin MesherNovember 4, 2022

yet when she said my friend looked pretty & that I smelled nice I sagged a little. later that day i found a message…

There is No ProofPoetry

There is No Proof

Mike CasettaNovember 4, 2022

There is no proof that William Carlos Williams time traveled back to 399 BC to ease Socrates’ painful death from hemlock but when amateur…

72 Heartbeats Per MinutePoetry

72 Heartbeats Per Minute

Dale PattersonNovember 2, 2022

Her 1st thought on arrival was she wouldn’t be staying. Now on the 4th day of her 3rd month she is comfortable putting her…

.idea.Art, Poetry

.idea.

Sonja Benskin MesherNovember 2, 2022

while out on a longer walk, met him and he explained to me, about walking there and back again

My Soul In The MirrorPoetry

My Soul In The Mirror

HughLemmaNovember 2, 2022

I removed my towel and wiped away the fog to check the progress of lines on my newly shaven face, but things turned metaphysical…

River AngelPoetry

River Angel

Dale PattersonNovember 2, 2022

She is thick-bodied and heavy-boned a fleshy peach-of-a-gal whose tugboat frame nudges and pushes until things move in a positive direction. So no big…

Halloween 2022Poetry

Halloween 2022

Raymond HuffmanNovember 2, 2022

Halloween was a non-event maybe it was because I closed the blinds and turned off the porch light I didn’t have any candy being…

.hue.Art, Poetry

.hue.

Sonja Benskin MesherOctober 31, 2022

duck egg blue the ironmongers in town at three seventy-nine we can walk there and back or there and bus back you see

AuditoryPoetry

Auditory

Bethany LimOctober 31, 2022

Sometimes the cat is just an avocado branch scratching against the side wall in an early evening breeze.

Through the bonfire smokePoetry

Through the bonfire smoke

Ken TomaroOctober 31, 2022

we camped out in a friend’s backyard surrounded by nothing but cornfields and neighboring yards that stretched for miles a bonfire lit the pitch-black…

IntoxicationPoetry

Intoxication

Alyssa TanafrancaOctober 30, 2022

You're the poison I'd rather not Seek an antidote for Every pill That kills the cells In my veins pains But I'd rather risk…

.two houses.Art, Poetry

.two houses.

Sonja Benskin MesherOctober 28, 2022

small village, mayhap a hamlet, named, one forgets the rules with all that has happened. nice to be out, to see the neighbors’ houses,…