The Mystery of Asinine
/In the piney woods outside the Puget Sound,
Moss on the canopy floor forms lumps like the sour milk that’s currently in your refrigerator.
Vines crawl like the bugs that are…
By Benjamin Block
Read MoreWriting Gallery
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
Read MoreThe Carriage…
/The Carriage: A Golden Shovel
I used the Golden Shovel …
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Pain spilled forth onto the page because
remorse and hopelessness were all…
By Laura Daniels
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 MoreNot On Her Watch
/Lynda headed down the street, eyeing the group with suspicion and hostility. As she passed by, she glared intently at them. They were just hanging around, loitering, lurking across the street. The group were trouble, she just knew…
By Chris Platt
Read MoreMoon Knighted
/… an aisle to bring
Her back from the dais
Awninged with firmament,
The room was …
By Orbindu Ganga
Read MoreBeauty Incomparable
/…gorgeousness is Beauty most treasured,
that breathes life, air, and health into starving lungs,
so ecstasy that's beyond being measured,
make even angels rejoice and speak…
By Ngoc Nguyen
Read MoreOde To Sorrow
/…taste the poet's plight, youth, love, the Muse
together inspire this reflective rhyme,
this thoughtful ode, for once more I must choose
to look inward before the end of…
By Ngoc Nguyen
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