Tea Stains At Borders
/This is a poem representing experiences of those living on the Mexico border and their daily existence…
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…blurred at borders
I again bring you a hot cup today
My eyes misting over like the…
By Kashiana Singh
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Grandma and the Bennie
/When your Grandma's capacity for booze outweighs all the fairy tales about being a Grandma who do you become?
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…get your grandmother,” the words fall from somewhere near my mother’s back, turned to me, bent over one of the infinite household tasks with which she erases…
By Charlene Jones
Read MoreLife Has Become Serious
/Musings on the death of my father
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…rang the front doorbell for the third time and followed it by banging on the edge of the security door. Her client was deaf but usually, after the second ring, she would hear him shuffling to answer the door. The house was as secure as Fort Knox. There were deadlocks on both doors and all the windows. Security doors…
By Alexandra de Fircks
Read MoreI Swear
/…stood with my friend, Joanne, and my two oldest children in Joanne’s living room in her home in West Orange. My family and hers had spent many happy times here celebrating together. New Year’s Eve. The Fourth of July. Birthdays. Joanne yanked her floral curtains back. The sun streamed through her large bay…
By Kitta MacPherson
Read MoreDuck At Rest
/…the duck sits in the corner of the tub; more often, it migrates to the bathroom closet to sit on a narrow shelf, borne aloft by some misbegotten fit of organizing and then it gets bumped and lands on the floor, behind the clothes hamper. I push it around with my foot or, if I’m feeling ambitious, with the broom, or maybe I’m scrubbing the floor, trying to be Buddhist-like about doing housework wherein cleaning isn’t just a…
By Adrienne Pilon
Read MoreHow far does the Rabbit hole go?
/…method is Daniel Day Lewis my direction Guillermo del Toro more Bill the Butcher in Pan’s labyrinth than the shape of water, the dirt under my fingernails have a story to tell- digging for my life’s dependency wishing for clemency from the evil deeds done, forever in a day thought I’d never see the sun, the old man and a gun came and went, now all’s left is time wasted & spent, chasing dreams out of necessity and habit, following…
By Lazarus DaGreat
Read MoreFailure is Success in Disguise
/Our past failures were paving the road to our future success. Redemption takes place when we can embrace all of our experiences, and love ourselves completely despite our past failures.
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…is something that I have often been challenged with. That is, the idea that failing is part of success. My perfectionist brain wants to tell me that if I am to be a success in this world I must be a success all…
By John C. Davis
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