It Gets Late Before It Gets Dark by Whitney Walters I wait for the rain. Heat lightning stretches across the sky's horizon. I stand outside, Mesmerized by the rhythm of spider-web flashes. Swirling warm and cool summer wind comforts. My hair dances, Awake and stimulated by the electric environment. Surely the rain is calling, as the sirens sound. … [Read more...] about It Gets Late Before It Gets Dark by Whitney Walters
Summer Contest 2013
Aubade by Molly Kirschner
Aubade by Molly Kirschner By daylight the lake appears to be missing its stars. The black hole is now a blue island, trimmed in green and brown. Patches of shadow stretch out in their beds beneath the trees. Branches bear flowers, and tree trunks branch three ways, like braids come loose. Come loose. Won't you? While the sun is still intact, and you can, and our … [Read more...] about Aubade by Molly Kirschner
Sausalito by Thomas Boyd
Sausalito by Thomas Boyd The talk this morning is about the weather And the eyes of dogs in the sun on the deck in California There were dreams About being left behind And about being powerless But those dreams are gone now in the sun The low steady hum of traffic up the hill Coming and going through the rainbow tunnel The highway to the redwoods and farther … [Read more...] about Sausalito by Thomas Boyd
Rocket by Pamela Riley
Rocket by Pamela Riley I hear the rustle of thick lipped sequoias tip-toeing on the wind; while underneath the bracken the light is barely breathing. Take me where the moon will not drop below the horizon and the call of morning doves is but a passing life - andromeda. I want the cool rapture of stars and the false color of evensong jettisoning the … [Read more...] about Rocket by Pamela Riley
Plaid by Victoria Walters
Plaid by Victoria Walters He had a thing for plaid skirts. It's what I tell them when they call. An apology, the best I have. He had a thing for rulers, and chalk and knee-high socks with shiny black buckled shoes. He had a thing for red marks, for pigtails, for commands. It was harmless. I believed it was harmless. But he had a thing for plaid skirts, A little … [Read more...] about Plaid by Victoria Walters