beachside caravan park by Beth Phillips
ocean dances like the dirt bike on ridgacre road, lustful and longing and silent at noon. ocean pulls atContinue Reading
Category: Poetry
Prudent Lunacy by Nermeen Naveed
Who hurt you? The bright sun or the harsh wind? Was it the people around you, Or the voices fromContinue Reading
The World by Jane Viol
The world does not want me, But if it were to understand me, It would know that to hate meContinue Reading
You Forgot Who You Were When Our Table Lost a Chair by Summer Young
We sat at the table with clean plates the lamp flickered as though mourning Benjamin Franklin or taking the timeContinue Reading
The Handprints Inside Us by Afrah Bari
Each day I see the many ways in which we impact the people around us; and they, us. From whenContinue Reading
Life by Sultan Sajid
Leaves falling from the tree Following in the footsteps of unknown Crumbling up into memories Of the unseen People walkingContinue Reading
Offer by Juan Bautista Correa
I don’t have much to offer, only two restless eyes, all the music I’ve heard and a great hunger forContinue Reading
Cure! You Menace by Mohid Bin Abid
In captivity of the cure, He laid dormant for days, Splendid was he on his feet, He tries to paintContinue Reading
Forever Endeavour 