September 30, 2026Published by Stephen Mead at September 30, 2026Categories PoetryComing RoundMachines, tubes, pricks — Those were extensions. Now I am farther out. Air comes round and it has been for quite awhile…
October 25, 2024Published by Sue Cook at October 25, 2024Categories PoetryThe Enemy WithinI cried, “Why didn’t they listen years ago when she said it was in her lungs?” “Woman hush – I am the radiologist and it’s normal.” His words, like dung, running downstream to pollute the water of life.