The Art of Nail-Biting
/The art of nail-biting
hand-wringing anxiety
Has perpetuated my life
And then left like a…
By Sylvia Rose
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Losing You
/Daniel Fury was spending Saturday afternoon as he often did, sitting alone at the bar, nursing a pint of bitter and reading his book. There was something almost magical about reading a good book over a nice pint of beer, in a cosy …
By Chris Platt
Read MoreOld Shelter Cat
/This poem contemplates…
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Nobody knows
when you were born
who your mother…
By Mayumi Yamamoto
Read MoreThe Flower Within
/Hear not the silence in the new fallen snow
embankments high of drifted wonder hide
all that winter buries underneath its surface
and cocoons itself in an invisible …
By DL Mullan
Read MoreThe Star Spangled Tragedy
/This was written in response …
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Oh, say, can you see by
The dawn's early light
That the false king is…
By Linda Troxell
Read MoreWhen The Shark Bites
/When fairy tales meet the real world.
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In college, she had many boys, at least a score or more,
derrieres in chairs or on the floor—she wasn’t keeping score.
In tête-à-têtes, ménage à trois…
By Ken Gosse
Read MoreStories in Wrinkles
/The creases on her cheeks,
Watchful to the change of the seasons,
The lines on her forehead,
Have witnessed the passage …
By Bimal Kishore Shrivastwa
Read MoreHow The Heart Beats
/I wrote this while several miles…
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The line in the woods
breaks for no one
but itself, no one …
By Sam Calhoun
Read MoreOde To Green Tea
/Matcha, jasmine, gunpowder, hot, warm, iced, cookies, pocky, ice cream—
I love all your forms and textures,
Your bitterness a splendid…
By Dana Trick
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