“Alone and at Night” by: Eliana Sara
Eliana is a Brooklyn based gal. This is her first piece of poetry appearing anywhere. Other writing has shown up in Ink magazine and Kitsch. She has a fairly new
Every Day Poems
Eliana is a Brooklyn based gal. This is her first piece of poetry appearing anywhere. Other writing has shown up in Ink magazine and Kitsch. She has a fairly new
For Donovan by Sarah O’Brien Your pants are made from the softest fabric. You challenge me to a game of
Sheehan, in his 91st year, served in 31st Infantry, Korea 1951-52, graduated Boston College 1956, has published 32 books, multiple works in Rosebud, Literally Stories, Linnet’s Wings, Copperfield Review, Eastlit, Frontier Tales,
‘Twas Halloween Night Peter Gregg Slater ‘Twas Halloween night, when all thro’ the house Every creature was stirring, even grandad
I lie beyond the narrow sandy strand,
A jagged mote upon the horizon,
A rugged speck upon the ocean.
Sailors skirt past my flanks in morbid dread.
My dark hollows house the unshriven dead.
You who, like the stab of a knife,
Entered my plaintive heart;
You who, strong as a herd
Of demons, came, ardent and adorned,
In the bus station
I was near enough
To be master of ceremonies,
Seeing them on their way.
THE WITCHES (for older children)
In the dark forest under the haze
absent the moon’s silvery rays,
when the night is black and still
the witches hold a blackbird’s quill.
James Croal Jackson is the author of The Frayed Edge of Memory (Writing Knights Press, 2017). His poetry has appeared in Columbia Journal
Rebecca L. Snowe is a high-fantasy writer who hates cliché’s, loves the dark and gritty, and is working on becoming a tea addict.