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Scotland & Further Poems by Karol Nielsen
Scotland We took a family trip to Scotland and toured the country in a minivan. My great grandmother had Scottish roots. Her maiden name was Bothwell. My grandfather said we descended from a Scottish...
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The Planet Poems by Stephen Philip Druce
PLANET JAZARANE Planet Jazarane - where rustling herds of marching embers, ooze a masquerade of tickled trenches in seething dominion, torched waterfalls, nourished by zephyr mastery, lurch languid in...
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Excerpts from Strokes of Solace Collected Poems by Sanjeev Sethi
Decathexis In long-established fasteners of familial zippers, my aloneness leaves me unfurled. We are so easily robbed when we give ourselves to others. Who will want to be a professional boxer if...
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“Grandma”A Poem by Bhuwan Thapaliya
She rose from her makeshift rustic bed and strained her eyes in the morning sun shining through termite-eaten windows. Drank a glass of basil water and then made her way up a trail on a tough terrain...
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I Used to Dream I’d Get So High. 3 Poems by James Croal Jackson
Resort purple palm trees on your tank top pink fingernails clutching milkshake you sip sun drenched Polaroid aiming into brick wall red curtain in the breeze palm trees sky behind you all of the...
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A Late Night Poem About Morning 3 Poems by Kushal Poddar
A Late Night Poem About Morning Instead of pasting Goodmorning! on your lips and ripping out mine at the first urge to breathe we discover sending pics. You send a photo of a strand of my white on the...
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Transfigured Face. Bilingual Poems from Spanish by Ángel Huerga
(i.) don’t want not to go don’t want can’t not be no dancing to this blood divides sequences dreams cloud by cloud enclosed behind fingers last night crossed the pavement on the corner perplexed to...
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When the Art No Longer Remains. 3 Poems by Ralph Monday
Rome’s Mythic Hills Among Rome's mythic hills this is what I told you: The Moon is an old and silver rimmed lover, blood burned pewter at night prowling the Colosseum's sands. Why are Americans so...
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