Every Day Poems
A Day at the Office by Mark Kerstetter Boggled. Paper stacked beneath a box of pencils, paint hardened in tubes, images not rendered fill mental picture frames like engorged intestines. A perimeter of nails, now rusty, encapsulates the unreliable frames. A pummeled palmetto bug drags itself out of the dust only to halt in the…
Stacey’s poems have also been published in Slant, Ariel, North Coast Review, Shelterbelt and Agave
Yep you read that right. We are setting up a publishing data house where you can submit your work and many editors can read it. Those editors can then contact you if they want to publish your work. It works the same way if you are an editor looking for work to publish. It works…
I really hate doing this! We need your help again. We have run our: Raise Money Campaign very quietly. It turns out, that’s not the best way to try to raise money for something. So, we are running this request to all of our readers once again. I hate asking for money, and please believe…
The Blues by Amit Parmessur Around blue, white oceans, in a blue and black house dwells a black speck. So black, so blue black alive, emotionally blue. Sometimes like a fresh road, after the rain, spellbinding every periwinkle and sometimes imitating a baffled bluebird he has had the blues so, so often that he…
Plans by Jane Hanser He who offered so much life lies resting in the ground Stones and grass and monuments and flowers all around Our breaths are frozen in the cold Our thoughts more frozen still Our son his youth a memory upon this wind blown hill. We’ll ne’er forget his laughter or his smile…
The wind, the sky, the light weaves in and out
Las estaciones del a?o, they speak to all
Faithfully returning like an evening porch light
The Lion Pauses by henry 7. reneau, jr. Sunday, February 21st standing at the podium, The Audubon Ballroom in Harlem Preachin to the choir & pauses In a moment between tick & tock, a d’j’ vu that hovered A glimpse of repetition, Epiphany that sowed sorrow in the stutter of his heart; His blood recounts…