by Ben Nardolilli
Enough of freedom, which comes from parchments
written by men who kept men and women in chains,
an empty word ringing through the years
from that cracked bell swinging in Philadelphia
by Ben Nardolilli
Enough of freedom, which comes from parchments
written by men who kept men and women in chains,
an empty word ringing through the years
from that cracked bell swinging in Philadelphia
by Ann E. Michael
Read More »… You graceful and salacious
ruminant! Carry summer’s sugar into the coming autumn
by Michael Shoemaker
Directly overhead
never ending white blueness.
Next, a puff of cloud,
the one you watch
while laying on your back
— it holds your dreams
aloft and afar.
by Christian Ward
Someone has ripped out
the stuffing from a duvet
and glued it to the sky.
by Charity Cino Jones
Read More »Into the heart-shattering night.
So dark that all I can see
Are the souls, so full of grief.
by E Kraft
The golden aroma of percolating hazelnut beans and the steady spurts of its machine cradle me out of bed. I shuffle into the kitchen, each motion deliberate and comforting, a
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