Poem written in two Starbucks[es] [not to be confused with a poem scribbled on an old Folgers Can by Mr. Coffee] Part 5 omitted in
The Whole World And Austin Texas Facing The End As The Bible Says An unedited rant we found presumably written by “peaceloveandjoyce” About 25 years
2…3…4 by Oscar Smiles in a room nothing less white walls caulked and eery knives guns rolling stone mags time and nascar flexing so far
you are the professor by DIY Danna You can build a Ham Radio out of coconuts But you can’t figure out how to fall like
The Great I AM: One Young American’s Interior Monologue by Josh Maday I am the Second Coming I am the end of the world I
america by Klipschutz I want all the women all the money all the fun I want every rainbow all the marbles and a personalized introduction
Between the Hands by Greg Foster migraine swings across your personal sky shedding its hot tail and perhaps it will split and permit breath like
Prelude to a Kiss by Le Hinton some of my enemies are brilliant like green emeralds in mud with salamanders keeping watch by night one
BEHIND THESE LINES by Bo Sacker Our country is obsessed with obesity, and I, loyally, try to do my part. Each morning, before I step
A Letter to my Neighbor by Leslie Michel Yesterday I spent much time thinking. Thoughts surfaced of lessons I’ve so thoroughly absorbed in my psyche
