A Dream is A Wish Your Heart Make
A Dream is A Wish Your Heart Makes by Suzanne Louise We sit on my balcony overlooking the city skyline. Me with my wine, you
A Dream is A Wish Your Heart Makes by Suzanne Louise We sit on my balcony overlooking the city skyline. Me with my wine, you
Scorch by Brendan Sullivan The white cotton of a summer day streams across June like paint peeling off porch railings buttercups go drowsy in window
The Mythic Love Poem Where white-hot sexuality and white-hot hatred meet. Poets have insistently used myth to help them address love, that grand ineffable. It’s
she threw her bleached hair back by Oswald James she threw her bleached hair back for everyone to see and waited for something to slip
hot pants by D George Gawlik the clock said pm and she was still in bed so I decided to make myself useful by sorting
FILMIC by Jay Passer at the center of the screen your eye is directed to the political act the police action the cuff of logic
Hill Town Folk by Madeline Levine I dreamed we lived up on a cliff Where the land came into focus. Two ripe hearts, sole souls,
Ishmael by KJ Hannah Greenberg The rational behind Ishmael’s continued existence remains beyond my ken. Similarly, atomic collapses confuse administrations, especially when regimes balance Power
Isaac’s Blessing by Janet Eigner When Isaac, a small, freckled boy approaching seven, visits us for Family Camp, playing pirate with his rubber sword, sometimes