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The First Sigh(t) of Spring by Nana T. Baffour-Awuah
She peeked out So quiet and coy Hesitant, insistent Teasing, but Barely revealing herself Yet she was there— Here Unmistakable and...
Nana T. Baffour-Awuah
Jun 31 min read


Visitation by Nana T. Baffour-Awuah
I know it’s happening—the pattern’s the same. Words only visit when the spirit is untame. First, clustering like flowers, my mind abloom...
Nana T. Baffour-Awuah
Jun 31 min read


Skywatching by Nana T. Baffour-Awuah
[Look up] You may catch the sky wrapped in a waltz with the clouds calm and cotton so slow, so steady it bends time. Nana T....
Nana T. Baffour-Awuah
Jun 31 min read


"o" by Moxxy Rogers
i woke up this morning on the edge of my breath
holding a current
in between the gaps of my crooked teeth
Moxxy Rogers
May 142 min read


An Ode to My Neck by Moxxy Rogers
this Neck is my pedestal
it holds the crown of all my thoughts
ideas that never get written down
Moxxy Rogers
May 142 min read


Acid Rain by Gordan Struić
It started
like any other rain —
soft taps
Gordan Struić
May 81 min read


Instructions for the Afternoon by Gordan Struić
First,
boil some water
and pretend it’s for tea,
Gordan Struić
May 81 min read


The Tree by Gordan Struić
I woke in the body of a tree — my arms outstretched, my breath slowed to the rhythm of leaves. I felt the ants, the weight of a bird, the...
Gordan Struić
May 81 min read


Aftermath by D A Angelo
The night sky pools in a puddle from the afternoon's downpour. A telescope for my enjoyment. Stars, clustered like frogspawn, blink for...
D A Angelo
Apr 21 min read


Love Notes from One Girl to Another by Xiomara Jean-Louis
I. The feeling, of Growing up seaside, and leaving… to return years later, enchanted and calmed by The sound of the waves and The sight...
Xiomara Jean-Louis
Jan 282 min read


Parrotfish as Metaphor by Xiomara Jean-Louis
Like languid coral, I lay motionless in the hospital bed. The tides had little effect on me Beneath the surface. Ebbing and flowing,...
Xiomara Jean-Louis
Jan 282 min read


X Marks The Spot by Petronella Nyirenda
Where I stand: let home be here. Let home be more than vessel for me. With warmth holding on to every corner. Let it be a haven. Like...
Petronella Nyirenda
Jan 281 min read


Segments by Sean Tate
Segments of orange, eaten one. by. one. Flowing juices d r i p. White shirt. Citrus stains. A lasting...
Sean Tate
Jan 131 min read


Let Us by Oliver Cocks
all be unafraid to feel. Let us all take the time to discard time, and make our times side by side the only times, for a time. Let us all...
Oliver Cocks
Jun 26, 20241 min read


Anemone by Claudia Wysocky
His hands smell of anemone and mushrooms on a spring morning. The sea is as flat as he is silent. He’s a man who deals with silence and...
Claudia Wysocky
Jun 12, 20241 min read


The River by Claudia Wysocky
There is a river in my dreams and in my dreams, it is more than a river— it is a place where I can go to put my problems, where I can put...
Claudia Wysocky
Jun 12, 20242 min read


Tangled by Hiram Larew
There are just too many worlds out there – Ones as bald as buzzards And others tangled up In vines Most are as cold as pirates’ clouds...
Hiram Larew
May 19, 20241 min read


Suddenly at Night by Hiram Larew
In the event of an emergency Pace yourself. Stand up and Follow your instincts. Also inhale deeply and be aware of your surroundings....
Hiram Larew
May 19, 20241 min read


Cold Gin by Robert Castagna
Who's the guy at the end of the bar shooting me with darts? I tilt my glass in his direction yet he looks through me with hatred. Have I...
Robert Castagna
Apr 25, 20241 min read


Antique Shop by Robert Castagna
Their granddaughter still hunts for secrets in the amputated hands of antique figures. And in her shop the mannequins play along, their...
Robert Castagna
Apr 25, 20241 min read
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