Poetry

By Kara Bibb When people ask what became of me answer quickly Alcoholism and Anorexia When they say, but she was so pretty roll your eyes Sm...

By Kara Bibb I urge you to look up the word “apathy” Enter into your vocabulary the expression “That could be me” My...

By Kara Bibb you held me while we shared our secrets and crossed bodies of water you held me when we celebrated our fortune and when we sto...

By Kara Bibb I wait on people for a living Wait as they make up their minds Wait until they smile back at me Wait for my cue to say you are ...

By Jamie Cooper The first flag of our family Is a tricolor flag & like most flags it is a flag of independence though it must abide by t...

By Martin Bemberg There had been no rain that at first fell frozen when it did, At least this Fall, but wet from Bar I fell in home and slee...

By Jennifer Jabaily-Blackburn We met between cars on the Great Western line, Paddington to Penzance, smoking out the window. He was wiry &a...

By Marty Shutter What is it with the winds how internally they scurry us about ripping not yet dead leaves from trees throwing them to the ...

By Marty Shutter the hemmingways of the northside of chicago remain still ride their bikes leaving in their wakes destruction weaker women t...

By Marty Shutter The dust and rocks and asteroids meteors and cosmic rays showering ours and every earth every day must bring with them some...