I Remember by B.C. Mcvay

i remember you that blank empty expression no smile to be found eyes that could and would kill no happiness anywhere around only hatred that grew i take a step back blinking my eyes overcome with fear from a glimpse into the past while i stood there starring at the man in the mirror Photo by Drigo Diniz... Continue Reading →

Motherings by Amy Soricelli

When I lost the first baby not on a bus or a train,  it ran out of me like slow paint across the walls.   It wrote promises in code keeping none of them.   I spent a week in bed staring at the pictures on the calendar  wondering if the small perfect girls on shiny white porches ... Continue Reading →

Adding Up by Rae Rozman

I loved you about 80% of the time a fierce love that almost made up for that final fifth in intensity I guess there should have been flags red or white or whatever color signifies danger marking sites of resentment and fear hitting insecurity more than probability would predict   But love is, as they... Continue Reading →

Runaway by Leila Greiss

"you know i still love him." as if your slurred speech and the sparkling ring on your left hand hadn't spoken for itself. you took a sip of your drink to hide the well of tears in your eyes, but i saw them. i saw them the same way that i keep seeing that cold... Continue Reading →

Aubade by Ron. Lavalette

Tonight the moon is new; only a few dim stars trapped in onyx, granite-cold wind near midnight; sound of the river, distant, empty, washes across the frosted space where new snow fell this morning. When I saw you last, your image receding in the window at dawn, a faint sail on a far horizon, the... Continue Reading →

The Dark, Insistent Waves by Colette Tennant

The sign said, Renaissance warship. I read Renaissance worship. My mistake I suppose except I’ve seen a caravel – its white sails riding high and white, filled by a sky blue as forgiveness. Lanterns lit below deck, each one a prayer candle against the dark, insistent waves. Wooden hull sweet and round as confession. Even the cannon’s... Continue Reading →

Love and Loss by Arthur Lamar Mitchell

If by fortune We’ve traveled down that long road With those whom we’ve dearly loved, Old friends that were always there Only to precede us slowly one by one Into that eternal starless night,                                                   We mourn in silence the loss. But when a soul-mate passes on, We feel as if falling into a black hole... Continue Reading →

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