August 21, 2021

Friends

Whimsical poem about nature
August 17, 2021

The Muse of Self Destruction

Salvador Dali had nothing on me, arrows of light the color of screams. Traversing delusions, illusions and dreams Fever and frenzy, the struggle gives way...
August 9, 2021

The Never

Poetry: Sometimes there seems to be no hope. Sometimes, the never overcomes us. Sometimes there are too many pieces.
July 11, 2021

Sometimes Technology Wins

Sometimes we win. Sometimes, it's the machines.
June 13, 2021

The Flood

Julie Hazlett **Trigger warning: This piece deals with sensitive subject matters including suicide, survivor grief, death, depression, supernatural beings, and anxiety. Please be advised when reading.** […]
June 6, 2021

Central Park – A Quick Observation

Observation in verse.
April 19, 2021

Birth of a Dream

Rita Mock-Pike You hadn’t thought of it beforeBut there it is.Suddenly, the world opens up,but it’s not your thing. This thought flits across your brain.“No chance, […]
April 4, 2021

Be Still

Rise, my soul, and be still.
March 18, 2021

Muse, My Wonderful, Terrible You

When the muse won't come and you can't write...
March 6, 2021

I Am a Runner with Hope

Rita Mock-Pike Sparkling light streaks the pageAs I try to bring my mind to focus.The music from another roomand giggles from outdoorsdistract. But there’s hope.There’s anticipation.There’s […]
February 5, 2021

Death Ward

Poetic reflections on a childhood spent in the Death Ward.
February 4, 2021

My Raging War

Cynthia Ann Lublink My soul cries for the fear,                         for the pain, You prick the wounds of my heart                         still waiting to be healed. […]
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