A Sparrow by Sujash Purna
The unflinching attitude to negativity is what keeps us alive Adored, adorned, adopted, adapted Smell of dried and burned grass and garlic Seeping through all our pedagogic minds. When a…
Poetry
The Storm Wind by Edward Ahern
gusts and surges like an unchained guard dog, strewing dust and pollen, flashing the naked underside of leaves, and tossing meadow grass like ruffled bear fur, spinning from side to…
Poetry
Summer Fog by Joe Roberts
Summer fog Blunting the sunrise Retarding the coming hear of the day Heavy wet air clinging to hair ends White wisps of mist curl up in the trees A veil…
Poetry
Grave Robber by Lianne Kamp
I crawl under the blanket of evening and press my ear into the soft ground – listen for the voices that were silenced here eyes cloaked and soul exposed –…
Poetry
What the Road Believes by F.J. Bergmann
That there are other places, by implication. That it will live as long as there are maps. That travelers move through twilight more gently. That travelers wipe away the rain.…