by Destiny Cook They say that with hard work, just that. And dedication. We can escape this prison, this trap called desperation. The one we’re all broke in, Struggling. You know, except that one percent. We can fight until we die but it won’t make a difference. Uncle Sam pretends…
by Casey Dare I see you across the street, waving; So I try; The cars zoom past and the trucks roar by, But I try. I reach the middle, not sure if I should continue; I look to you for guidance and see you waving, So I try. The cars…
by Lisa Harris First principle: Perfection, peace, wholeness, being complete: one. We speak into each other’s lives and begin becoming. Tenor toned your velvet voice makes a pillow for me to choose. When I misunderstand or don’t hear, I trust timber and pitch. I trust you. On a campus where…
by Afieya Kipp I loved that night: the sky a cosmic ice cream sandwich—Jula, with her skin like stretched vegetable tanned leather, putting her gypsy bells to work outside my crescent window. A chandelier of cow hearts, goat tongues and bikini waxed bunnies for sale, for sale! Usually, the sign of…
by Grace C. Bennett What would it sound like, parted to sound? This is a dim bar in the gut of London. The moon is wrinkled on the water. Your striped red socks don’t match this boring atmosphere, I think it said Come sit across the table and tell…
by Amy Craton This quiet island, Skies pure and clear, Peacefully changing, Cycles through the year. Renewing in Fall; Not by escaping Bitter cold Winter For warm days of Spring. Cooling Fall breezes, Defeat hectic days. Soft and embracing, The air seems to play. Night falling today Reflects the season,…
by Grace C. Bennett To walk Parisian streets is to Sail with Vitus Bering, Rum casks loosed atop boards Stained with salt within vicious Blows of sick and yellowed sea, Pacific to Arctic an ill to poisoned freedom; If only memory In this case Were an exaggeration. The undulant expanse…
by Stuart Gunter We’re putting the world into our bodies. Food becomes who you are. – Rene Redzepi Every bite, every morsel becomes us, Mount Ararat into our mouths, our mother’s family tree our breakfast. The time we hiked into the Grand Canyon, laid claim to the first wet kiss…
by Lisa Harris Hijacked— shadows recede and light breaks open in a sunrise and later dissolves on the horizon as it sets. Light shatters when a bulb falls on the floor at our feet. Shards are swept beneath a rug. They work their way through fabric to cut the feet…
by David Tuvell We’ll live in dim half-light before we sleep: this perfect Colgate slush where rocks are buoys romancing the coming moon above. We’ll tread this exhausted paddle, proving life- preserver love. We’ve fallen hard for vinyl siding, that sure-fire sale from Sears, the lines of easy converts that…