poems
if i were a man if i were a man,id be a welderid work a blue collar9 to 7 job id bring my wife and daughterfreshly picked roses everydayon my way home from work i would run corporationsmake cash flow like a riveri’d be strong and resilienthold my head higher thanmy ego although, i’m not […]
Read more "MARISOL ARIN – IF I WERE A MAN"TELL ME WHAT TO FEEL When I was told I was moving hereI felt excited, my chest heavy with a mix of anxiety and a sense of adventureThe same feeling I felt when I moved to roswell just for a yearA year filled with so much joy, playing video games and living with my cousinBaseball […]
Read more "Grayson Miller – Tell Me What To Feel"I’m Ulaanbaatar It’s May I’m out of registerit’s the cherry blossoms I’m quick and dirtyI need some means restrictiona mistake seen from afarMaybe it’s the lilacs I’m mindful sexI’m back of the envelope I’m Pearl SquareI’m a baby near a boiling kettlea tiger on a calendarCould it be the apple tree I’m instamaticI’m back of […]
Read more "Bridget Meeds – 4 poems"Hallucination N°1I’ve been in the midnightgarden for a while.A boy wakes upunder a black tree,a dog latrine.He pulls on the same hoodof the slavesentenced to deathby the indifferenceof the blind thinkersand goes back to sleep.His life has no name.There is the moonand the mathematicsof the persian,he trades his logical madnessamong the dustbins.He wanted to fly […]
Read more "Bartleby Adams – Hallucination N°1"We Have a Full Guide to Resetting Your Password I don’t have time for a full guide, I don’t have time for this shit. I need to be glued to my Sony 45 inch screen watching 99 River Street, with Peggy Castle behind a bar in a low lit cushioned room knocking me out with her […]
Read more "Peter Mladinic – We Have a Full Guide to Resetting Your Password"Mouse Super Cutie wood-mouse lived by the garden pond. A small hole gap in the wall led into compact accommodation affording everything he wanted though very different from his childhood home in the high wall at the very top of the garden. There he had learned the skills he would need as an adult, especially […]
Read more "LYNN WHITE – MOUSE"5 grackles who keep Looking Up in the Teacher Parking Lot of Organ Mountain High School at 7:29 AM on a Tuesday in late January What are they looking up for? are the looking up for a George Clinton mothership to lift them to some funkified paradise? are they looking up for hawks who could […]
Read more "TIM STALEY – A SOUTH CENTRAL NEW MEXICAN HAIBUN"The Name of My Bride It matters not whether what liesat the bottom of the lake is hardboiled eggs, marizpan, car batteries,the Senator, a Biblical abomination,the handbook for your exerciseequipment, the loch ness monster,even a good dose of lichen. It’s lessabout what is there than what youcan prove is there, what you canmake a tentful […]
Read more "ROBERT BEVERIDGE – THE NAME OF MY BRIDE"Tears for what I hear So much sadness exists within a bird’s song. Do not get me wrong. I can hear the whistles that have all the sweetness of certain pistils. What bothers me is that no matter how much a bird tries, it cannot change the tune of its winged tribe. It could never […]
Read more "BOB MCNEIL – Tears for what I hear"LIGHTHOUSE SILHOUETTE The lighthouse stands in front of the setting sun; a day’s natural protection against shorelines and snags lurking in one’s path. The lighthouse silhouette stands between – prepared, primed, hand on the switch as the sun sets, an afterglow evaporates into darkness strobed by the lighthouse. ~~~ BACK DAYS Looking back, vision blurs […]
Read more "DIANE WEBSTER – 2 POEMS"
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