“Shipwrecked” by Kiana McCrackin

The spaces you leave, I fill.  The crevice in the conversation,  the hint of pause for breath,  I flow into Continue reading →

“Lost Friend” by Barbara Hughes

When we were younger, I came to your blue room a room that meant nothing besides an offering of endless Continue reading →

“This Skin” by Barbara Hughes

I am a body heavy spoon I spend days wrestling with this anatomy Can you believe I am so close Continue reading →

“I Like to Read My Books at Work” by Lisa Brand

I like to read my books during work. I know I’m not suppose too, but when the shelves are clean Continue reading →

“Rolling Over in Her Grave” by Alison Miller

I straddled you once, on the greenchair that was slowly unwrapping itsskin from its thin, weathered bones. The lights in Continue reading →

“What the Eye Perceives” by Eric Forsbergh

What the Eye Perceives             Rosalind Franklin, 1952 Breeze feathers the lake. Aloft, an eagle scans, rising on the thermals.  All Continue reading →

“is live now ” by Darcy Isla

The girl on my screen almost sounds like she’s crying,I can’t hold her for comfort; we both might be dying. Continue reading →

“Bathtub” by Michael T. Smith

1)   Meticulous droplets fill a dirty tub held together by a ring of filth, a matrimonial altar of the Continue reading →