Journal

Brigitte Goetze

Fermenting Again Through the kitchen window I marvel at the hydrangea, festooned with red flames, all pointing downward, its in-your-face…

5 years ago

Lori Chortkoff Hops

The Bursting Bubble --Thousand Oaks, (CA) Day of Suicide, Homicide, Wildfires Borderline Bar and Grill: stink of smoke and bleach…

5 years ago

Tricia Knoll

Frigatebird Awake with half my brain to your sadness, woe a sea you cannot cross, cannot rest in for fear…

5 years ago

Kristin LaFollette

Physics Lesson At 20 years old, I lived in someone’s upstairs bedroom, a blanket pinned over the window to block…

5 years ago

Susan Landgraf

He Explains Why He Sleeps on a Lawn Chair in His Front Yard Walls are not two-by-fours but faces speaking…

5 years ago

Gary Lark

Dan Disheveled, soiled, stinking he paces 2nd street around the closed foundry, counts the splotches, avoids the curb for 26…

5 years ago

Edward Lee

In Dreams I wake from a forgotten dream with the taste of salt heavy in my saliva, and the smell…

5 years ago

Sherri Levine

Sunday Mornings My mother would drag the rugs out of our red brick house, one-by-one down the steps, in front…

5 years ago

Aurora M. Lewis

Here for the Long Ride I am depression, blossomed from a seed feeding off your need, spending the nights turning…

5 years ago

A. Martine

I Took A Stroll While Coming Down And got lost wandering in the photography section of the museum Scenes from…

5 years ago