Red Lobster Declares Bankruptcy there are plenty of fishin the sea not sustainablyever since my father diedmy mother has bingedon endless shrimp and that,too, has drowned her Summer (Wilting) The wind I seekmay not exist. That’swhy I sit in Friendship Parkon a cool summer day.Three days this weekwithout a drink. I don’tknow who to watchfor. […]
Read more "5 poems by James Croal Jackson"The Last will be First“Poverty is the parent of revolution and crime.” ― Aristotle Cold weather is something poor folksReally wish would passBecause their clothes resemble shredded leaves,And that frigid air can cut an ass. Affluence, vacationing from discomfort,Floats in a champagne bubble.Intoxicated by plutocratic grandeur,The moneyed avoid sobering trouble. The indigent dream of kinder […]
Read more "illustration and poem by BOB MCNEIL"AnimaVillanelle by Kasimma Art is a living flare.Art is detail; art makes souls glow.Art fills your heart with moving air. Art is you, the blues, and prayer.Art is Chi and art is shadow.Art is a living flare. Aesthetes smile. Philistines will sneer,and Nos will pelt you blows, but know…Art fills your heart with moving air. […]
Read more "2 form poems from Kasimma "Feelz Trip I got tired of pushing sublime at my students. William Cowper, Lord Byron, James Thomson, Samuel Rogers?! Let’s just say those old boys weren’t hitting under the busted-up ceiling panels and flickering fluorescent lights of my classroom. My students were squirming in the hard plastic cells of their desks, so I decided to […]
Read more "FEELZ TRIP ~ Tim Staley"I. How do you pack if your suitcase is suddenly just your own without your sister coming along to crowd the other half? You have space for sweaters, a coat, your anxiety, a few more pairs of pants, and the extra money your parents tuck into the suitcase’s lining for you, but the extra room […]
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Cacti Fur 